Eastern Europe you shit on your own chips you ‘don’t know fucking cascada?'
16.08.2009 - 18.08.2009 34 °C
Been having a fab time in Montenegro. We are in the Oaza hotel and it was a reasonable €50 per night (triple room no twins they tried sticking me and Dale in a double I don't think so!) including breakfast which was tasty! I had a cheese omlette and Dale had the bacon and eggs. We headed for the beach early and spent most of the day there. Lots of sun screen was needed as it was really hot but it seems like I have avoided getting burned. I think Dale did a little on his legs but he will be ok as it isn’t too bad.
We got a bit bored of being lazy so went for a wander to find a football shirt for Dale this we did and on the persuit for a football kit for my Nephew Justin for his birthday. Failed to find Justin a kit but I found ninja stars! They were a bargain at €5 each and I brought 2 of them! One looks well cool! Probably the best there is around lol.
We had decided that we would go out to the bars tonight so I straightened my hair and everything for the occasion (the first opportunity really since leaving the UK!) but was disappointed with what I found given my efforts. Tea was lovely I went for a greek salad and my only complaint was they didn’t deseed the olives. But the disappointment was that the bars had a sense that there was a delusion of grandeur going on with them thinking it was ok to charge €5 for a can of red bull! That is not a good deal! Dale and I were on the Jagerbombs! This was a mission in itself to explain but we got there eventually! These were €9 for two but Jagermiester was on offer as the shot of the evening so that’s probably why it was only a little more.
We then decided it would be good to request some songs so we could have a dance and went for Cascada – a selection of tunes thus far know everywhere in Europe except by the rubbish DJ on the Swedish boat. After 15-20mins nothing had been played based on Dale’s request so I wrote Cascada on a napkin and handed it to the DJ he then gestured to me that it was coming up next. Dale and I endured another 20mins of songs all to the same base line of “Your Poison……your poison” it was a bit weird? Dale then went to write his original request down again and went to hand it to the DJ incase there was some misinterpretation and as he did so, noticed the DJ showing my note to Yokels asking if they knew what it was ☹ Eastern Europe had at that very moment lost my vote as a holidaying destination of choice as the Swed would say “they don’t know fucking Cascada!”. The DJ was also crap in general…in every bar as there was no beat matching to be found and one song would be blended into another at totally the wrong pitch and tempo again and again, alas Croatia tomorrow lets see if they know Cascada?
I had another good nights sleep after my excursions last night and another delicious if not a little rich Cheese omelette. Off to Serbia and Bosnia…I have a nasty feeling this is going to be a very long drive due to the poor road conditions here and windy mountain roads but we will see!