Day One: SG Paris Trip
A little note before hand... some of the times may be a little inaccurate, the pictures on my computer seem to have renamed themselves? but when i open them the pictures arent the same... its confusing but i'll do my best to get past the problem.
Onwards with the story (unnexciting as it may be) of the first day in our trip to Paris. Read on if you will....
So we had to catch a coach at about 6am? i know Septembre fell asleep on the coach at 5.58am so maybe it was a little earlier. Anyway we all decided it was a little pointless going to sleep before catching the coach... my memory is terrible, i cant be sure but i think we may have gone out drinking before? no that doesnt sound right. Either way what i do know is.. it was 6am we were on a coach to London and none of us had slept. Dan had opted to bring some Stout with him. And i came up with the idea of the Photo Journal. An idea that would both annoy me (to take photo's for and write about) and them (for me constantly taking pointless pictures).
So at about 10am we arrived in London and made our way to the train station (victoria i think) . As you'll probably notice with alot of my later photos from the other days, i take most of my photo's... in transit. See the main problem i had with keeping a photo journal was only i was really actually keen on it to start with. It was more a nuscence than a enjoyable experience, in time Septembre and threepointsix came around to it. Its not that they didnt think it was a good idea. It just annoyed the shit out of them me doing it. And so rather than say stop every 5 seconds to take a picturesk photograph its mainly just of people's backs walking around places. I doubt i'll win many awards for photography.
So where was i... ahh yes the train station.We went to the platform designated to our train and waited. But it didnt show up... a little confused we walked out to learn that our train had gone to a different platform. Apparently the London to Dover just picks a free platform at the time and goes to that one rather than having a set location. Having already gone through the gates we dont know this.
30 minutes later our train arrives. So obviously Septembre after having slept on the coach is a master of in travel rest. He quickly goes to sleep again... so i take another picture. Me and threepointsix... actually fuck it.
Septembre = Lee
Threepointsix = Dan.
this will make things sooo much easier for me in the longrun. Dan and I decided to play some cards.. we start off with a little 7 card rummy and move onto a game called Slam.. i wont tell you the details. The last photo.. bottom right is us on the bus from the dover train station to the ferry port... i am eating my camera case. The time is 1.10pm. We've been travelling approximately 7 hours. This will be a long day.
So we show up at the ferry port... bear in mind we never bothered booking tickets for the ferry. You see we like to travel ghetto. We just showed up and assumed we'd be ok to get tickets. Thankfully we were fine. So we bided our time i think we had about a 30minute wait before our ferry left. so of course i opted to take some more photo's. The top right is a picture Lee took while instructing me to jump. Of course my digital camera has a delay so as you can see... it didnt work.
I'll appoligise at this point of the story if this is boring you in any way. Basically day one consisted of alot of travelling and as i'm not much of a writer i'm just.. what do you call ad libbing but for typing? anyway i'm doing that. No editing, no forethough just a stream of words off my hands. You will see the not so white cliffs of dover and us on the ferry. We of course assuming ourselves hardcore (your not hardcore unless you live hardcore) decide to head straight for the bar on the ferry. We all get a pint at 2pm. at 4pm you can see me and dan have fallen asleep. This is a rare occasion when Lee isnt the only one sleeping whilst travelling.. he of course later took a nap.
The ferry trip is meant to take about 2 hours i think. We got on at 2pm.... at 6.50pm we get off the ferry, thanks to the workers of Sea France having an industrial strike.... or some bollocks we get delyted and extra few hours. Fantastic news, we of course had planned to get a train to Paris that day and find a hotel to stop in.... no of course... we hadnt booked in anywhere. We arrive in Calais.. the trains have stopped running, its just as well its dark and i didnt fancy wandering the streets of Paris trying to find a bed for the night. That of course.. would come the next day, but that doesnt concern us for now.
We pick a hotel off a board and catch a taxi into town. By now its 8.22pm. We show up at our chosen hotel.. it looks closed and less than welcoming. So we just walk into town and look for another. After a while ambelling around at 8.44pm we finally down our bags and collapse onto bed. We have of course only been travelling about 15hours. Bottom right is the view out of our hotel window.. we had a little balcony. Quite nice you'll agree. We decide to go to a bar and get some drinks. Its 9pm so it seems fair enough. I decide to lie down for a minute or two first though.. i'm quite tired.
You can imagine my suprise when i open my eyes and its 3am. GCSE bitesize (an english revision program for 15 year olds) is on tv.... we had of course all fallen asleep. No drinking tonight.
And here is where i'll leave off with Day One. If you managed to read this, i hope it wasnt too bad, i personally cant be bothered checking it.
Stay tuned for day 2.....
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Update no.2.. 19th .... So i've decided not to do my coursework and pack in this degree to move into the second year of another.
Oh and there seem to be people actually randomly listening to my radio show quite alot of the time..... no idea who they might be though. If it was anyone here it'd be nice for a comment like "your radio sucks".. or "you have a shit taste in music!".
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My*****NEW IMPROVED******** Radio Station
Currently you'll find the playlist is extremely random just a selection of the Now 800 songs (be thankfull its not 10,000 anymore there was alot of shit in that) i have on my computer in time i think i'll whittle it down to stuff i think thats actually good, Current playlist size is slowly increasing due to me slowly adding the best songs off all of my cds... which takes a while.
If you use winamp click
WINAMP LINK
or if you use windows media player you'll have to copy the url:
http://212.84.107.33:8000 and paste it into FILE - Open Url.
chances are though you wont bother
just thought i'd put it out there... i've decided to make it a 24hr Radio station anyway because my computer is always on and there's easily enough music on my computer to do the job so listen whenever your bored.
Oh you can also look at the song history here:
SONG HISTORY
***Watch out for occasional IP Changes****
A little note before hand... some of the times may be a little inaccurate, the pictures on my computer seem to have renamed themselves? but when i open them the pictures arent the same... its confusing but i'll do my best to get past the problem.
Onwards with the story (unnexciting as it may be) of the first day in our trip to Paris. Read on if you will....
So we had to catch a coach at about 6am? i know Septembre fell asleep on the coach at 5.58am so maybe it was a little earlier. Anyway we all decided it was a little pointless going to sleep before catching the coach... my memory is terrible, i cant be sure but i think we may have gone out drinking before? no that doesnt sound right. Either way what i do know is.. it was 6am we were on a coach to London and none of us had slept. Dan had opted to bring some Stout with him. And i came up with the idea of the Photo Journal. An idea that would both annoy me (to take photo's for and write about) and them (for me constantly taking pointless pictures).
So at about 10am we arrived in London and made our way to the train station (victoria i think) . As you'll probably notice with alot of my later photos from the other days, i take most of my photo's... in transit. See the main problem i had with keeping a photo journal was only i was really actually keen on it to start with. It was more a nuscence than a enjoyable experience, in time Septembre and threepointsix came around to it. Its not that they didnt think it was a good idea. It just annoyed the shit out of them me doing it. And so rather than say stop every 5 seconds to take a picturesk photograph its mainly just of people's backs walking around places. I doubt i'll win many awards for photography.
So where was i... ahh yes the train station.We went to the platform designated to our train and waited. But it didnt show up... a little confused we walked out to learn that our train had gone to a different platform. Apparently the London to Dover just picks a free platform at the time and goes to that one rather than having a set location. Having already gone through the gates we dont know this.
30 minutes later our train arrives. So obviously Septembre after having slept on the coach is a master of in travel rest. He quickly goes to sleep again... so i take another picture. Me and threepointsix... actually fuck it.
Septembre = Lee
Threepointsix = Dan.
this will make things sooo much easier for me in the longrun. Dan and I decided to play some cards.. we start off with a little 7 card rummy and move onto a game called Slam.. i wont tell you the details. The last photo.. bottom right is us on the bus from the dover train station to the ferry port... i am eating my camera case. The time is 1.10pm. We've been travelling approximately 7 hours. This will be a long day.
So we show up at the ferry port... bear in mind we never bothered booking tickets for the ferry. You see we like to travel ghetto. We just showed up and assumed we'd be ok to get tickets. Thankfully we were fine. So we bided our time i think we had about a 30minute wait before our ferry left. so of course i opted to take some more photo's. The top right is a picture Lee took while instructing me to jump. Of course my digital camera has a delay so as you can see... it didnt work.
I'll appoligise at this point of the story if this is boring you in any way. Basically day one consisted of alot of travelling and as i'm not much of a writer i'm just.. what do you call ad libbing but for typing? anyway i'm doing that. No editing, no forethough just a stream of words off my hands. You will see the not so white cliffs of dover and us on the ferry. We of course assuming ourselves hardcore (your not hardcore unless you live hardcore) decide to head straight for the bar on the ferry. We all get a pint at 2pm. at 4pm you can see me and dan have fallen asleep. This is a rare occasion when Lee isnt the only one sleeping whilst travelling.. he of course later took a nap.
The ferry trip is meant to take about 2 hours i think. We got on at 2pm.... at 6.50pm we get off the ferry, thanks to the workers of Sea France having an industrial strike.... or some bollocks we get delyted and extra few hours. Fantastic news, we of course had planned to get a train to Paris that day and find a hotel to stop in.... no of course... we hadnt booked in anywhere. We arrive in Calais.. the trains have stopped running, its just as well its dark and i didnt fancy wandering the streets of Paris trying to find a bed for the night. That of course.. would come the next day, but that doesnt concern us for now.
We pick a hotel off a board and catch a taxi into town. By now its 8.22pm. We show up at our chosen hotel.. it looks closed and less than welcoming. So we just walk into town and look for another. After a while ambelling around at 8.44pm we finally down our bags and collapse onto bed. We have of course only been travelling about 15hours. Bottom right is the view out of our hotel window.. we had a little balcony. Quite nice you'll agree. We decide to go to a bar and get some drinks. Its 9pm so it seems fair enough. I decide to lie down for a minute or two first though.. i'm quite tired.
You can imagine my suprise when i open my eyes and its 3am. GCSE bitesize (an english revision program for 15 year olds) is on tv.... we had of course all fallen asleep. No drinking tonight.
And here is where i'll leave off with Day One. If you managed to read this, i hope it wasnt too bad, i personally cant be bothered checking it.
Stay tuned for day 2.....
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Update no.2.. 19th .... So i've decided not to do my coursework and pack in this degree to move into the second year of another.
Oh and there seem to be people actually randomly listening to my radio show quite alot of the time..... no idea who they might be though. If it was anyone here it'd be nice for a comment like "your radio sucks".. or "you have a shit taste in music!".
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
My*****NEW IMPROVED******** Radio Station
Currently you'll find the playlist is extremely random just a selection of the Now 800 songs (be thankfull its not 10,000 anymore there was alot of shit in that) i have on my computer in time i think i'll whittle it down to stuff i think thats actually good, Current playlist size is slowly increasing due to me slowly adding the best songs off all of my cds... which takes a while.
If you use winamp click
WINAMP LINK
or if you use windows media player you'll have to copy the url:
http://212.84.107.33:8000 and paste it into FILE - Open Url.
chances are though you wont bother
just thought i'd put it out there... i've decided to make it a 24hr Radio station anyway because my computer is always on and there's easily enough music on my computer to do the job so listen whenever your bored.
Oh you can also look at the song history here:
SONG HISTORY
***Watch out for occasional IP Changes****
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anywayy...my friends and i always take horrible pics of eachother. here's a fine example:
me and my friend core. can't remember for the life of me what's going onhere exactly, but yeah...