I vaguely recall mentioning Sunday's events.
I woke up fairly late on Sunday, around 11am. Many of my batchmates had woken up at the ungodly hour of 5.30am to go to a theme park in Alton Towers. Being averse to theme park rides and unwilling to travel 13 hours on a sunday, I declined to participate.
At lunch, I ran into Amar (Dubai) and Josh (USA) who thought it'd be a great idea to head into St Albans Abbey to watch the football in a real english pub. At the time, it seemed like the best idea ever and I agreed to join them. The train to St Albans Abbey departed at 1.14pm and we strode into town like we owned the place. Our first stop was a pub called The Bell which, as it turns out, had Hoegaarden beer, which I truly loved. We drank while watching a fairly boring football game between Japan and Croatia that ended 0-0.
We then headed into The Boot, another english pub not far from The Bell. There we ran into a very engaging barman called Ed. We also ran into a fetching young woman called Helen. Turns out they both had very interesting stories to tell, which I will not reveal in this forum. Suffice it to say that our eyes widened at the stories they had.
Having pretty much drank all afternoon with nothing to eat, I became VERY WASTED. Off I went in search of food, leaving Amar and Josh at The Boot. The stories they eventually told me after my departure will have to keep for another post.
Cheers!
posted by Manila Office Worker @ 10:30 AM
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