Monday, April 13, 2009

Back from the Deep South

Did you miss me?

A lot happened and then again a lot didn't happen. For example, I landed and met the parents and as we were walking to the car park some one kicked in the side paneling of a taxi and then ran inside the terminal. Bizarre. It was good seeing the parentals to an extent but they don't shut up and it gets tiring. They do this crazy double team thing on you where one will talk non-stop for 45 mins and then they'll sub out and the other one will then talk to you for 45 mins. I felt like poop on Saturday purely because they'd worn me out with their non stop talking.

Anyways, it was nice. Highlights were fishing on Good Friday using dried out, fat congealed mackerel as bait. These things were that dessicated and oily they'd fall apart as soon as you put the hook in them. It was like trying to fish with a dried out anchovy fillet. We gave up after about 3 or 4 casts.

Low points were feeling like crap for most of Saturday.

Thanks Mum and Dad!

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