London

I am in London! It is huge, full of stabbings and brickings. I am poor, really poor, man, am i poor!!!!

Croatia did not prepare me for this at all. quite the opposite actually.

But I am here now with a job! a house! (in a week) and perhaps the sort after stability and rhthym that I have required (read money).

What this really means for all of you out there that are still checking this blog after a month of inactivity is that i will finally start posting more shit on here about my adventures accross Europe and now in London. If noone is reading this then it is my personal account of my trip because once i can afford to drink again in shamefully quantities I will start and the memories will fade. Not as fast as my tan which was stripped off me at the airport with an unceremoniuos (spelling) "You cant come in here looking like that" and here i was peaking out that they were going to check my boogie board bag...

Well i am going to edit the previous posts so that it least it has some sort of chronological order and will allow me to figure out where the hell i was when i was doing those nasty nasty things...

Any way

Cala a puta da boca filho da puta!!!