After months of ifs, buts and maybes of whether or not this trip would actually go down... Low and behold we've actually achieved some form of organisational capacity to book flights! To Amsterdam from Munich. Done. I'm excited to say the least.
We've got some form of route planned, the dam, Prague, Budapest, Slovenia, Milan and finishing in Munich. We know where we have to be and when so it should be fine. I'm just afraid of Potter falling in love with a prostitute and never leaving Holland. Or Coates finding his true calling in a coffee shop. Or Jay becoming curator of some form of museum while wer ther. Minor worries that won't come to light.
It's pissing it down outside and it would be lovely to be ther right now. Look at the photo and you can see why. My mums flowers are having a hell of a time.
On a side note my thoughts go out to David Boden who's wondering around Bosnia on his own with a love bite. God speed to him.
Anyways, until the 31st of august at some stupid time in the morning...
Silver and gold.