One of the things I find I can't do without vast amounts of effort is write narratives. Compounded with the fact that I like to avoid writing about work, the idea of me writing a long and lengthy piece about the fun and frolics I had while away with work in Slovakia isn't best appealing. However, because I feel obliged here is a brief summary of everything that happened. Flew into Poland, Met Frans got a bus through to Slovakia (got lost on route and accidentally passed through the Czech Republic). Met lots of Europeans, sung some songs, prayed some what, discussed the bible, played lots of volleyball, went for a run (I'm fit). Went to a lake, bought some sandals, did some talks, generally played it cool. Made fun of the Danes and the Estonians. Lost narrowly at football. Climbed a mountain. Bought cheap beer (to take back with me). On the way back missed flights and got stuck in Poland. One 18 hour coach journey later and ferry home from Calais.
I may write more about certain things as I go on, I may not. I will get around to telling you where the beef is though. Hooray for beef
(t) Rhi
(m) Ed
I dont think that said "Julian" is really a Julian
I see him more as a Clark?
If you know who said person is, then please add your own ideas on what name suits said person
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Edmund
Oh i miss Frans. And to think that we had a swap agreed - Frans for Julian*, yet we came home without Frans!
*Name may have been changed to guard the identity of the one we were happy to trade.