Stranded in Barcelona
February 16, 2008 //
Why is it that my trips abroad always end up as a story telling exercise?
February 16, 2008 //
Why is it that my trips abroad always end up as a story telling exercise?
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The answer is do it yourself and then you cannot blame others. Is aido your P.A?
February 16th, 2008
@Bill - it’s all in jest. Aido is one of my key staff at Segala, my PA (not officially but he does help ensure I can breath each day) and a best friend.
February 16th, 2008
im not sure who you are,but for title oppourtunist i belive myself to be more fitting such name. I was just stranded in Barcelona(i was in correct airport,i went out through security for smoke outside with just my boarding card and passport and missed mine)so i sleep in airport sunday and monday,with no money,no cards,no phone not even a jumper(i noticed your jackect)flew to Dublin tues night at 10pm,slept there and got the bus back to cork at 6 in mounrn,all on 15e and my sisters visa card. 62 hours…with just tshirt,shorts,shoes,passport,a useless boarding card, and then stole bottle water,a pen,roll black bags and pick a shirt up off the ground. and here i am back in cork safe and sound, I am the oppourtunist.(ah you story was pretty harsh,wrong airport kick in nuts, but im sorry,i suffered the pain!!)
April 8th, 2009