To start things off in the right direction, Ash made a crazy decision at about 10pm the night before we left, to start the 'damaging' slightly early, and after polishing a bottle of vino to himself, and then cracking open the duty-free vodka, he and the Red Baron, got, well, really wasted.
We both got to bed at 1.30am.
Our taxi arrived at 2.45am.
Here is a pictorial timeline of Ash's decline from London to Amsterdam. Amsterdamaged.
2.50am - A lost taxi driver and an angry, and very drunk Ash. It's probably about -2 degrees, raining and too damn early.
3.05 am - Inside our taxi, speeding at 140miles an hour.
3.05 am - Inside our taxi, speeding at 140miles an hour.
Me: Extremely Excited.
Ash: Asleep.
3.45am - The check-in queue. Notice the non-existent line? We arrived at the airport so early that is was almost laughable. Well, for me anyway.
4.30am - Checked in and through customs. While I went duty-free shopping, Ash carefully kept watch over our bags. And snored loudly.
A close up.
6.15am - 7.30am - Flying. It takes 90mins to get to Amsterdam. We arrived at the airport 3 hours early for a 90min flight? This fact tipped Ash over the edge, so he covered his eyes and asked for paracetamol to get him through.
And then he looked at the view. Then got bored and snored.
8.15am - Arrived. Schiphol Aiport. It's sunny, it's beautiful and it's freezing.
8.10am - Our Mercedes (taxi) arrives to pick us up.
8.30am - Speeeeding down the freeway. Asian drivers are crazy and erratic, European drivers are fast. Super-sonic Fast.
Me: Extremely Excited.
Ash: Dreaming of fast cars and hot Dutch women.
To top everything off, we arrived at our amazing hotel at about 9am, but our room wasn't going to be ready until 2pm. Balls.
Stay tuned for more Gags and Yeo adventures.
1 comment:
Ash is a CLASSIC... how funny are those photos? You have to put yours and his side by side, coz all YOURS are of you excited, all of his are of him sleeping HIL-ARIOUS.
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