holidays = good times

I went to Spain for a festival in Benicassim and it was BRILLIANT.
Spain, is defo my favourite country to visit and I have since looked into moving there, I think a few Spanish Lessons and I will be fine.
We went for 5 days of just pure awesomeness.
Music, pool, beach, drinks, paella, sun, beach, sleeping, hot men and dancing.
There was also a massive bush fire and a wind storm that was 75kms a hour and a stage got blown away and the site evacuated and the bands cancelled but it was still the best time ever.
We nearly did not make it home due to stupid hotel not booking our cab like we asked and only made our train as it was late otherwise we would of been stuck there like our friend who missed her connecting train and had to sleep in the airport and come home the next day...bad times.
I had way to much fun, now am experiencing massive Spanish withdrawals and also have a rubbish cold.
One of the girls that I was with has swine flu so I may also have that, way to ruin a great time.

Do you have plans for the weekend?

I hate this question.

I get asked this questions all the freaking time, every freaking Friday.
Unless you are asking me out on a date I don't want to hear it.
And really what does it matter what I have planned.
What happens if my plans involve doing nothing, if the highlight of my weekend will be sleeping on my couch after eating an Vegetable Biriyani cause lets be honest, that sounds like a great night to me.
Every time my phone rings I get the hi, how are you blah blah blah, what are your plans for the weekend?
Seriously I have had enough.
Sometimes I make things up, like I will say, I am going to Cuba for a Pina Colada then I will get the next flight back.
Who are you to know that that is not real?
Or I once said, I am putting up Christmas decorations. It was June.
But what if I was, what if I really liked decorations and wanted to put them up really early?
I have massive hate for this question.
I also have massive hate for the question I get every Monday.
What did you do on the weekend?
Is it your business?
No.
Do you really care?
No.
If I told you that I swam with a grey nurse shark, then rally drove through the North of Africa would you believe me?
Who are you to tell me I didn't do that?
I know people are being polite and that that is just what you are meant to do but in my ideal world it would got like this...
''Ring ring
Hello...hi..ok so lets talk business''
Non of the BS.
Less chit chat more straight to the point.
That is how I roll.

Wagon wheels

I love wagon wheels, it is in my top three of things that I would choose if I could choose any kind of chocolaty snack, I would also chose a cherry ripe or a peppermint crisp but that is another story.
So wagon wheels remind me of good times.
No good time in particular but I don't think I have ever not enjoyed a wagon wheel.
I guess it can be linked to why I like Monaco bars so much, they are both biscuit based, with chocolate and other stuff.
Wagon wheels as I remember are round biscuits (hence the wheel bit) and they are dipped in chocolate, with a marshmallow bit in them and some jam.
Now, it had been a while since I had the pleasure of consuming one of these lovely treat but that is how I remember them, good times with biscuit, chocolate, marshmallow and jam that is what I remember.
So today, there where wagon wheels in the fridge at work. Why, I don't know but I grabbed one all the same.
So I tear it open and take a bite.
WTF.
Where is the jam.
There was no jam.
I asked my co worker who informed me that they never had jam.
Really?
I really do remember there being jam, it was jam and they marshmallow stuff, together that is why it was so good.
So I did some research, there was never any jam.
The Internet never lies, so now I am puzzled as to why I thought there was jam.
I am disappointed and let down.
All my good memories of eating wagon wheels have now gone to pot and I vow to never eat another one, unless it has jam in it.
I don't even really like jam, but I want it in my wheel.
I think this calls for a letter, a serious letter to Arnotts and some questions need to be answered, I am also going to request that they make a wagon wheel with jam, they can call it, the 'Wagon wheels with jam'.
Also, the ads on TV with the slugs or snails or whatever they were, they were hiccuping....
'Hic, le wagon wheel, hic le wagon wheel'...
Good times - ruined.