Yes I know that it's been ages seen I last updated this blog, purely cause I couldn't be pissed to even though I've got nothing better to do seeing as I've already come back from holiday and am looking forward to spending the rest of the summer hols doing fuck hole.
Anyway just to cover any relevant terrorist news that happened in the mean time, all 4 people who were supposed to have carried out the attempted second bombings are now all thought to have been caught. This can mean one of two things; either we've frightened any more sick bastards who were planning to do more of this kind of thing. Or, those fuckers will want vengeance and will carry on trying to kill more innocent people. All i say is I want to see them try!
On to the cheerier subject of my recent holiday. I went to Venice with my aunt and cousin to go and stay with another aunt, cousin, and uncle who were there on holiday at the moment. All i'm saying is that I promise myself that I will never ever ever go on holiday with them together again. Quite simply they made most of the time we were alone together in the house completely and utterly a pain in the ass. You just don't realise the trouble two younger cousins can cause you. And the problem was exactly that; one boy aged 9 and one girl aged 6 both of whom their parents you have to live with for a week simply doesn't allow you to hurt them in any way possible. Otherwise the enivitable cries of mummy, mummy he's hurt me/us. Easy way out - never do it again, no matter where they're going.
While this might not seem cheery at all, the place where we stayed was absolutely amazing, but not faultless. We lived in a fairly comfortable little villa style apartment which is owned by an old couple whose other family are staying in other houses in the same area. Nice. Problem was the shower was freezing cold in the mornings and the little amount of hot water you could get was pitiful. Bad. There was a beautiful beach right across the road from the house which was mostly deserted apart from a few teenagers playing volleyball - often very nice girl teenagers in skimpy bikinis(shit I wish i was a bit older and could speak italian). Great. Problem was the area which my uncle insisted on staying in, while it had the nice girlies, wasn't very beautiful in terms of water quality. At first you only had natural things such as seeweed to contend with, but as the holiday progressed the water became increasingly filled with more and more sewage and dirt. However what really, really pissed me off was that on our final day, me and my two cousins took a walk along the beach. Now picture it as I saw it, you have a massive beach which is broken up every half mile or so by a massive stone wall that stretches out into the sea. This wall if the tide is correct, stops most sewage getting into a fairly large area of water. And guess what, we were always at the furthest point away from this barrier, closest to another barrier wall keeping all the sewage on our side of the wall, but at the other end , the water was absolutely perfect crystal blue with no hint of any floating toilet paper in it. Great! Well I really mean shit, but I was being sarcastic.
Anyway the rest of Venice was really nice and apart from the many mosquito bites which I got, it wasn't too bad a holiday.
Here's some pics:
All those darker coloured blobs on my skin were bites and this picture actually makes them look okay, but three days ago without any cream and in real life, not on a phonecamera, they looked terrible.
Imagine that view from a bus in London, didn't think you could!
