There's a club underneath the Hatrd Rock Café where I chatted to Alvin Martin and played piss tennis with Ray Houghton. I also tried to persuade someone who wasn't Sepp Maier that he was Sepp Maier.
There's a club underneath the Hatrd Rock Café where I chatted to Alvin Martin and played piss tennis with Ray Houghton. I also tried to persuade someone who wasn't Sepp Maier that he was Sepp Maier.
The bacalhao is jank.
Why would someone claim not to be Sepp Maier?
I like bacalhao fritters. Generally, though, you're right.
Can't remember, was arse-holed from the moment I arrived until I left. Do vaguely remember enjoying it though
Similarly I can recommend the hospitality village from the Euro 2004 final but little else. I spent a couple of hours in the airport once as well - nice chicken place
Similarly I can recommend the hospitality village from the Euro 2004 final but little else. I spent a couple of hours in the airport once as well - nice chicken place