Train yesterday at 2pm, got there for 5. Got in the hotel eventually which was ****, 4 in a room with just 3 beds, the floor it was for one of my mates.
Got over to Fulham, met Beardsley and overseasTOON, shame I didn't get to meet Rokkudan.
Went for a 'night out' in a pub, which shut at like 11pm. Went into a cocktail bar until 12pm with the lads and OT, who was very kind to buy us all a drink. With me being 19, I got told I couldn't go on the weekends because it was 21 only, I said it was fine, Im going home tomorrow thank ****.
We then went to Earls Court to catch another train but missed the last one, so taxi over to Trafalgar square, driving past Buckingham Palace with the drunk lads shouting get ya rat oot out the window, as well as going past all the other main sites in London. We then couldn't decide whether it was casino or night out, we couldn't agree so back to Kings Cross we went, OT decided he was staying in our bath.
We got back to the hotel, and there must have been a school trip, or college, from Italy, who were making noise in the corridor, so we went to see what was going on, a lad and a lass were struggling to get into their room with their card key, I tried to help but it wouldn't work, one of my mates offered them to come into our room as the lass was quite nice, banter obviously. We then went in search of another pillow from our other mates, we even asked the Italians who were crowding up the corridor but no response, we did get one from our mates.
I then heard more noise in the corridor, I looked through the peep hole and there were 3 blokes standing there. I opened the door, and they asked us to stop knocking on doors and harassing their girl pupils, we laughed in amazement, they said if we didn't stop they would go to reception, one lad told them to **** off which didn't help. They came back with a bloke from reception who's English was ****, we were outnumbered and couldn't get our point across as they just couldn't understand, they threatened us with harassment and calling the police if we didn't stop. We laughed again, but we just said OK, we will go back in, we shook hands and that was that. Although the teachers(both with Coloccini hair) were knocking on all the rooms around ours to make sure their students were OK, kept pointing at our door. We saw him in the morning, the **** just looked at us, we smiled and just said Morning.
Bloody foreigners!