viva le baguette
France…welcome to expensive food,rude people and highway tolls every 2 minutes..we had to drive about 8hrs from holland to “le mans”…what a dump..the venue was huge with a big ass PA and stage..suprisingly alot of HC kids were there so it was pretty cool.The food was weird..lots of dips and guess what? bread and cheese even some wine for those into it.The portugese dudes were playing again,for the glory and day of the dead,they were pretty cool and cool dudes..we sold some merch..played and got the fuck outta there this is the transaction for merch in france “how many?” .. “english please” … “blah blah blah baguette” …” its 12 euro fuck off”..baina’s head blew up so that sucked so we were a 4 peice for 3 songs but whatever..its france..they let the germans walk right in,us losing a guitar for 3 songs is no big deal right?we decide it’s a funny thing to say “le” at the start of every word in our set,lets see you “le mosh”,me and klint tried to talk french to some people with little sucess,petie miam isn’t really an insightful after all..
we loaded up on free energy drinks and split for the UK ferry..6 hr drive,we got into calais at about 7am? i dunno..i was kinda out of it due to sleeping under a seat..our driver got the ticket for what he thought was the ferry..$550 euro? fuck thats abit expensive…turns out he went to the wrong place and got us a 1 way ticket for the train hahaha..easily fixed.Another half hour and we’re in the right place at the wrong time,due to imigration and our visas we missed the first ferry..BUMMMMMMMMMMERRRR!!!!
we get on the ferry,no big deal..annoy some school kids buy asking it they’re either from hogwart’s or Ron weesley.suck it! 2hrs later through the nasty grey british fog we hit the white cliffs of dover and head off for nottingham,the home of bad teeth and robin hood.
The venue is a small as pub with no venilation and is so humid palm trees could be growing in the corners.300000 bands later Cold Snap and Dirty Money play..both bands are ill as shit and awesome dudes,we had to play after dirty money which in the UK is the dumbest thing you can do apart from trying to blow up the queen..possibly on par..They destroyed it,we did not..We stayed with ugly tom in his little flat,his girlfriend seemed kinda pissed about us even being there but whatever.Late wake up,Cold shower and we’re off for a 5pound bighot breakfast,such a refreshing change considering the cold cuts,cheese and bread in the rest of europe..its kinda disturbing to see Old ass hags drinking full pints of beer at 10am swearing like sailors,welcome to the UK.
