Friday, 15 January 2010

Cuba Cuties


Hey there mates,


Well, we ain´t brown yet coz it´s only bloody been winter in Cuba, hasn´t it. Hannah has had alll illnesses known to man since we boarded the plane from Heathrow. Put it this way, you don´t wanna go to the toilet after her. . .

On the upside, we are travelmiesters now. Het´s lower arms are light pink and we have lost the double iPod charger. (Y) Noice one.


Here is a list of some of the interesting people we have met:-

Coco - our Cuba tour leader, we love him. Hannah loves him a little too much. . . ;) He cried when we left and he like House music.


Virgil - We didn´t like her so much when we met her. Named her LA chick. blond, 45, got a kid, has a french manicure and talks non-stop about herself and her adventures. But we grew to enjoy her stupid voice because she got drunk and fell in love with shagrat. Her nickname for us is ´her band girls´. She fed us biscuits.


Jess and Alicia - our ozzy mates but they have a problem with the kiwis. Not the fruit. Pretty and practical. Our best friends so far. They bullied a bit but we don´t mind.


Others include Carol-Ann and Brian (scottish lovers) - have catchphrases including ýou´ve changed´.


Funny people we met along the way...


Granny casa, walkabout man, denim dude, pretty pink, pretty 20, neighbour nigel, arthur, vodoo tash, rival cuba tour (assholes) - all in Vinales valley.


At Maria La Gorda ( paridiso beacha) someone offered us chocolate in a sleazy american voice. Han was worried and only had a bite. Has lived to fight another day. Het ate it all and is alive.


Soroa = arguement about laundry, don´t worry we didn´t pay in the end. Boo ja!


In Mexico airport someone asked Het ´Where are you coming?´and Han replied Áll...over....your face´We hahaed, a bit too harhard.


Het also has pink nose.


Flash forward to Argentina and we´re being asked (twice by the same person; he´s a drunk) ´Can i ask you a question?....... Áre you guys together?´

What da fuk?


And finally today, a new friend, Laslo from Hungary. Bit odd. (that´s an understatement)

Speaks like the Moon from Mighty Boosh and for example Het asked ¨What´s your job?¨And he says (in moon voice) (loudly) ´I WORK AT MCDONALDS.....well, i don´t know, we will go into that another time´.


In 5 mins we are getting a 5 hour lift to a commercial beach with a lovely french girl and the Hostel worker. Cool. Han has necterines and a Grapefruit and Het has an orange¨. Boo hoo Het.


Check out this piccy of us on the beach. That was a brill day. Feelin´hot hot hot...


Love you all so much. Missin ya, wish we could be kissin ya.


Your gals XX



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