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Never drinking again.
Woken up with the worst hangover of my life. It all started with a harmless drink on our first exploration of the city. First impressions? s*** hole. I saw three huge rats within an hour. And the locals are very 'stare-y'. We found refuge in our hotel bar, which is a cross between a benidorm karaoke bar and a London dubstep scene. Both with 4 people in it, and we were 2 of them. Onwards with the cocktails which took about 45 minutes to make...
We asked the hotel staff about the best nightclubs in the city and they all pointed us towards a place called Bed. Free entry? It had me sold. After several vodkas and a shisha pipe, I was dancing in front of the live band with a member of staff (see photo). The band was surprisingly amazing, performing Malaysian covers of western hits to which myself and Will endlessly competed to guess what they were. A few hours later and we were more interested in the commonwealth games shown on the tv in the club, placing bets on the gigantic New Zealand woman, with the bar staff. This included imitating the weightlifting as she did it. Uncanny.
We stumbled home and will was asleep before I could even realise where we were.
It's now 2pm here, will is still asleep and the housekeeping have tried to come in 4 times. Time to get up?
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