One way trips are great
I'm off to Lisbon in July.
Recommendations happily received.
And I'm flying Ryanair.
One way trips are great
10 characters? Pile of cund.
I had a terrific 36 hours in Lisbon for England v Someone at the Stadium de Luz, something like that. After the game I went to a nightclub where I drank with Alvin Martin and some lads from Talksport whose identities were a mystery, and Sepp Meier was there, only people kept telling me it wasn't Sepp Meier, then I did lots and lots of cocaine, then some England fans stripped naked and did an amusing balloon dance, then I played piss-tennis in a urinal with Ray Houghton.
An excellent, excellent trip.
I remember the city itself being mildly dull, remarkable only for the Portaloos in the main square which sat in the sun all day, leading to a friend of mine exiting one with the memorable remark, "That's not a toilet, that's a piss sauna."
Also bacalhao is nice the first time, then dull, dull, dull.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."