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My then girlfriend, Kate, was studying abroad in London for the semester
so I decided to head out and spend a week(+) visiting.
Me with Giraffe (at the London zoo).
Me pinching the nipple of some famous statue.
Kate walking down the street after our "fancy" Valentine's
Day dinner at an Italian restaurant. (Just so you don't have to learn
the hard way like we did, if you're in London and you're craving a nice
Italian meal; fly to Italy.)
Right when I landed in Londed, we decided that we were going to take
a trip to somewhere else in Europe. At the travel agency we randomly
decided on a weekend in Copenhagen. Bag packed, Coke in hand, Kate gets
ready to depart for Heathrow. (Ask me about the malt-liquor-swilling,
dog-food-vomit-smelling guy who made us gag the whole tube ride over
to the airport.)
Us in Copenhagen. Look at that beautiful skyline!
This guy was standing perfectly still like a statue. That is until Kate
walked over to give him some money and as she bent down, he stamped
his foot and screamed at the top of his lungs. After I was finished
laughing..I kicked his fucking mime-ass.
Kate and I in front of, uhhhh, some buildings.
Kate in from of some other building that's probably famous.
Kate, waterfront at the Little Mermaid statue.
On our first night in town, we decided to seek out the area where all
the derelicts hung out...and we were quickly directed to Christiania.
Some nice gentleman sold us a giant, hand-rolled cigarette that made
us feel all funny. The only thing I can figure is that we had some bizarre
allergic reaction to the Danish tobacco.
Okay, now we're back in London. Here's Kate with her housemates celebrating
her 21st birthday. They hung that big, yellow sign aroun her neck to
help her keep track of the 21 drinks she was required to cosume (and
yes, she did make it).
Well into the night.
Uh-oh, she knows what's coming...
Toilet time!
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