Firemonkey

Day two we were hitting Cádiz about 11-ish, parked and wondered town. Taken aback by the beauty of the town and the absolutely amazing amount of propper full blown mullets (Hockyfrilla or if you will VoKoHiLa) we saw the Spanish boys sport we loved every second!
A few teasing texts later we find ourself trusting a bitch of a gps lady until finnally having some of the best tapas outside the Basque country.
And a wine that was so good it might be illegal.
So we bought some more.
And hit the beach.

No amazing surf, but a few waves for undersigned, one beach ball stolen, a pair of sunglasses lost in the water (wear straps if you are stupid enough to surf with shades) and one fin broken.
Quite a good result in just one afternoon, no?

World championships in hotel search was lost and we finally checked in at a posh place for far too much per night and room.
A pre-party at a posh hotel with a nationality mix such as ours can only result in a few things;
*(DARK-(finally!!!)) Rum and coke,
*High heels,
*soft porn and
*a Portuguese approach to time.
..A bit too Portuguese it turned out, but hey, pastries is as good dinner as anything!?

After getting to chug Guinness (LOVE IT!!) order the largest Jack the world seen (yea brother, you should have been there!) and stealing a new trick for my bartender skills we moved on and went clubbing.
Not a big place, and my eyes hurt like hell from the smoke, but hey, at least we owned the crappiest dance floor in Spain!
Also met a human beat box and out drank a barkeep.
Then the slight mistake.

Breakfast closes at 11, so clearly, me and Rosie O'Donnell are literally falling down the stairs at 10.58 eager to make the most of our stay..
Only to find out that Spain is one hour before Portugal and we are supposed to leave our rooms in approximately 2 minutes..
Great!

Woke up the cowboys and were granted an extra hour to take a shower (what, did we need that?)
Then a bit of a snack in our favorite Portuguese restaurant (yes, you guessed it, McDonalds) and taking turns trying to stay awake behind the wheel.

Finally safe in Lisbon again me and OsGay changed and shoot off to a very productive meeting with a certain product manager. :)

Good weekend.

Do I need to say that we all slept well on Sunday night?

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