muchos muchos grassy-arse
Wow, what a roller-coaster ride of a trip, It had everything! Including a ride on a roller coaster!
From whathappensontourstaysontour jubbly in Vegas, to an All-American baseball experience in San Diego, to beer-skulling competitions between the best man and the groom's father at a bar whose marketing gimmick is that the staff are really really rude, to San Diego wineries for wedding-related fineries, to doing the skippy dance on the podium at a anonymous-from-the-outside, cage-and-double-doors-to-get-in gay bar in Guatemala city with the groom's brother, to jam-packed converted-american-schoolbus rides to (more-or-less) untouched Mayan moutain villages with markets and a 3km high volcano climb over a pristine mountain lake, to discussing recent political assassinations and subversive artwork with a Guatemalan actor in a hole-in-the-wall bar back in the high-murder-rate quarter of Guat city (in this case, one quarter=99.5%), to apartment hunting in San Fransisco/Berkeley with a Cameroonian friend I know from Sweden (same one whom I told to sell his illegitimate children into slavery) with the shocking revelation that SF has way more homeless people than Guatemala, one of the poorest countries in the world.
I learnt some more Spanish*, which I've used for this and the last post title:
muchos muchos grassy-arse = thank you very much.
Español muchos muchos puppy = let's fuck this puppy. (Respect to Paul for drunkenly trying to explain that little nugget of aussieness to the father of the bride on the night of the wedding. Dangerous ground, skillfully navigated. And by skillfully I mean loudly.)
Vegas was a ripper, the wedding was beautiful, and Guatemala (aka Guatsie) is a wonderful amazing country.
Currently killing time in Stockholm airport (att resa var jettebra, men det är trevligt att vara tilbaks i Sverige, min hem). Photos and more stories soon, gotta dash.
xx I.
p.s., blog-owners, had no time to post comments but tried to visit all your blogs from Guatsie, so those of you that trace hit-locations would have something interesting in there!
* - not guaranteed to be correct spanish, in the strict sense, as in being part of the Spanish language.
From whathappensontourstaysontour jubbly in Vegas, to an All-American baseball experience in San Diego, to beer-skulling competitions between the best man and the groom's father at a bar whose marketing gimmick is that the staff are really really rude, to San Diego wineries for wedding-related fineries, to doing the skippy dance on the podium at a anonymous-from-the-outside, cage-and-double-doors-to-get-in gay bar in Guatemala city with the groom's brother, to jam-packed converted-american-schoolbus rides to (more-or-less) untouched Mayan moutain villages with markets and a 3km high volcano climb over a pristine mountain lake, to discussing recent political assassinations and subversive artwork with a Guatemalan actor in a hole-in-the-wall bar back in the high-murder-rate quarter of Guat city (in this case, one quarter=99.5%), to apartment hunting in San Fransisco/Berkeley with a Cameroonian friend I know from Sweden (same one whom I told to sell his illegitimate children into slavery) with the shocking revelation that SF has way more homeless people than Guatemala, one of the poorest countries in the world.
I learnt some more Spanish*, which I've used for this and the last post title:
muchos muchos grassy-arse = thank you very much.
Español muchos muchos puppy = let's fuck this puppy. (Respect to Paul for drunkenly trying to explain that little nugget of aussieness to the father of the bride on the night of the wedding. Dangerous ground, skillfully navigated. And by skillfully I mean loudly.)
Vegas was a ripper, the wedding was beautiful, and Guatemala (aka Guatsie) is a wonderful amazing country.
Currently killing time in Stockholm airport (att resa var jettebra, men det är trevligt att vara tilbaks i Sverige, min hem). Photos and more stories soon, gotta dash.
xx I.
p.s., blog-owners, had no time to post comments but tried to visit all your blogs from Guatsie, so those of you that trace hit-locations would have something interesting in there!
* - not guaranteed to be correct spanish, in the strict sense, as in being part of the Spanish language.
posted by I-Rock at 9:25 AM
3 Comments:
hhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaa.
You funny, Mister.
I-rock - I feel out of breath from just reading your opening paragraph! Stellar post.
Here, here!
Hear, hear!
Which is it?
xxx
yes! big giggles!
looking forward to seeing more photos and such. sounds like an awesome trip!
thanks kids!
Pare's are in town at the mo, but will up some pixies soonies.
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