Saying Farewell

So, a friend (Bex) was leaving today for air force training and we decided (meaning Ive, Alexis and me) to throw her a farewell trip on Saturday. A trip to wherever she or us wanted to go. We started out by buying a few things, or so was the point. We ended up buying more junk food than we could eat in one single day. But you know what they day, never go to the supermarket when you're hungry...





So we got in the car and started driving. Mind you we had no idea where we were going, not really. There were a few so-so ideas and a few omg i can't believe you really want to do that ideas. At the end, we decided to go fly a kite. And no, I'm not kidding. We headed to one of the historical sites here and bought 3 kites, cause Bex already had hers (yeah, it was her idea, how could we say no?) and headed to the big grass field in front. If you remember from my previous posts I AM NOT SPORTY at all, not by nature or otherwise. So, I finally got my kite flying after what seemed like two and a half decades later and started running a bit to keep it up in the air... and like everything that goes up it came crashing down what looked like a mile away. So i started pulling on it very calmly, I'm in no hurry... and all of a sudden I feel like little tickling things running through my feet. I had stopped just on top of an ant colony and they were bitting me for basically having killed some of their relatives and destroying a few of their landmarks in the process, it seems. So I started running like a chicken without a head across the field to where my friends were, of course they have no idea what's happened cause they can't see me, and I almost fell close to five times since the grass was slippery due to rain and mud. I would have looked so cute all stained with mud eh? Yeah, well... =P

The sky turned gray and that's when we knew it was time to go.



So we decided to go eat, right? Cause we hadn't eaten enough junk food yet; and everyone says well we want pizza. We had two options of course, a place close by or one far away, and being us and all we chose the one far away....

Long story short? We ended up lost somewhere in what looked like a creepy country side and very much out of a horror movie. It was getting dark and we all started to get very nervous. Of course, it's not like I'm planning on picking up a hijacker or stopping in a motel for the night. We were just passing through. But Alexis, who was driving, had to pee. There is always one of those in ever horror movie. You know, the one that has to do something stupid like stopping in the middle of nowhere to take a leak. Thank goodness we found a small eating/drinking place close by. There were at least 10 people in it, so still a bit nervous, we decided to stop, have a drink, use the bathroom and go, not before asking for directions. Turns out we had been going the wrong direction all this time!



(The place we ended up in)

And that was about all we got from the directions someone gave us. So after changing or facebook status from We are lost to We are freaking lost!, we decided to just go with the flow, so to speak. Which is how we ended up in traffic on a Saturday night!




When we finally got on track and got to the place we intended to go to, it was too full! Way too many people, cars everywhere and we ended up stopping at a freaking supermarket that was just in front the pizza place. So we get back in the car and said Now what?

And out comes the magnificent idea to go back to where we were initially and just go for sushi. Thank goodness we already knew where we were and how to get there without getting lost. The first plus of the night, lol.

So we got there, no problem, ordered sushi which was awesome!!! Some plum wine, some sake, and the night became young once again.



Afterwards we went to our favorite irish pub, had some beers, talked a lot, and read our futures on the wooden table....


All in all a great night!