I'm fed up. I've had an argument with my lovely boyfriend and I have to say: English men are different. Grrrrrrrrr....
1. Is it so hard to admit you are afraid of flying?
2. Is it so hard to say you've missed your f*** flight?
3. Is it so hard to tell your girlfriend you are a coward?
And last but not least: is it really so hard to confess you've been telling tales?
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh........ I am really, really irritated
To cut a long story short: Sir Daryl French didn't manage to board the flight LH4771 from London Heathrow to Düsseldorf International. But once more he did manage to piss me off
Anyway, I still had a good weekend and a lot of fun - even without Mr "I am too scared to do anything and probably some terrorist will decide to blow my bloody plane up"-Daryl.
I met up with some friends and managed to be stuck in Solingen for some time. (The ugliest city around)
I think I've been away for too long, we've even got a "Subway" Restaurant in Krefeld now, I can't believe it
The other day I was waiting for my sister at Krefeld railway station when I actually realized that German cab drivers are sort of perverts and German coppers are ugly *ggg*
There was that guy on the train. He kept on starring at me for 50 minutes and when I was waiting for my train at Essen station he just followed me where ever I went - even to the loo (which was really scary). I told him to piss off but he wouldn't go away so I just had a chat with some coppers who finally helped me to get rid off him - crazy twat
So last night I actually dreamed I was being followed and kidnapped by some short fat guy wearing a "Lonsdale" Jacket (brrr)
That was last month when Vany visited me in London:
(me at Piccadilly Circus)
We had a good time playing tourists... more pictures coming up
