Shafted......
...with an 85 quid bar bill. Thats what happened to me last night. Met a nice-seeming lad when I was out for dinner called Scott from Perth (Australia, not Scotland). He said he knew a decent bar so we left the restaurant, and went there for a few drinks. I always check the price on the first drink, but I
didn't check the subsequent bills that came in assuming they'd be the same. Not the case, we hit the happy hour crossover, and the drinks kept coming, at double the price of the first. I went to the toilet and came back to find Scott gone, and a heavy set doorman asking me to settle the bill. Not having enough cash on me I was "escorted" to an ATM to withdraw more funds. Not impressed at all with the whole situation, as that's affected the way i'm likely to perceive the people i meet on my travels.
Feel a bit homesick and lonely today. It'll pass, but last night shook me up a bit and i think thats had an impact, plus my stomachs playing up a bit at the moment which doesn't help my general frame of mind.
Went for lunch with Julian today. He showed me around the IFC (International Finan
ce Centre) after taking me for lunch at a fish restaurant called "Dot Cod" The food was excellent and it was great to see him after all this time. I can't believe its been 6 years since we last saw each other. Had a chat about the family and generally caught up with it all. Meeting him, Emma and the twins on Sunday for tea which will be great.
After lunch Julian showed me around the IFC (International Finance Centre) and I had a wander round, particularly at the Gardens on the 4th Podium, where I got some interesting views of the harbour, the hills and the Gardens themselves. I also found out how close the Star Ferry is to the IFC, so plan to do that sometime this week.
When Kate and I first started seeing each other she had a flat on the top floor of her landladys house which she shared with a girl called Laura. The only washing machine in the house was in the landladys kitchen which they were entitled to use. The landlady was so intimidating however, that instead of washing clothes Laura just bought new ones...after a couple of years Laura's dirty washing pile was taking over her room....I know how she must have felt now. Think i should find a laundrette soon, or I'll be buying a third bag - so much for travelling light!
didn't check the subsequent bills that came in assuming they'd be the same. Not the case, we hit the happy hour crossover, and the drinks kept coming, at double the price of the first. I went to the toilet and came back to find Scott gone, and a heavy set doorman asking me to settle the bill. Not having enough cash on me I was "escorted" to an ATM to withdraw more funds. Not impressed at all with the whole situation, as that's affected the way i'm likely to perceive the people i meet on my travels.Feel a bit homesick and lonely today. It'll pass, but last night shook me up a bit and i think thats had an impact, plus my stomachs playing up a bit at the moment which doesn't help my general frame of mind.
Went for lunch with Julian today. He showed me around the IFC (International Finan
ce Centre) after taking me for lunch at a fish restaurant called "Dot Cod" The food was excellent and it was great to see him after all this time. I can't believe its been 6 years since we last saw each other. Had a chat about the family and generally caught up with it all. Meeting him, Emma and the twins on Sunday for tea which will be great.After lunch Julian showed me around the IFC (International Finance Centre) and I had a wander round, particularly at the Gardens on the 4th Podium, where I got some interesting views of the harbour, the hills and the Gardens themselves. I also found out how close the Star Ferry is to the IFC, so plan to do that sometime this week.
When Kate and I first started seeing each other she had a flat on the top floor of her landladys house which she shared with a girl called Laura. The only washing machine in the house was in the landladys kitchen which they were entitled to use. The landlady was so intimidating however, that instead of washing clothes Laura just bought new ones...after a couple of years Laura's dirty washing pile was taking over her room....I know how she must have felt now. Think i should find a laundrette soon, or I'll be buying a third bag - so much for travelling light!
posted by Roachy at 3:33 pm
2 Comments:
Gutted dude, guess you have to go through this stuff to wise up to these people when you are travelling 'off the beaten track'. Hope thats the worst. I'm really enjoying reading the blogs mate.
Hello mate. I've still yet to read things properly but you have my best wishes on your journey. Shame you had to meet up with one twat already, but the path to enlightenment is a tough one indeed.
Huggers!
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