3.1.11

NYE: LONDON 2010

The plan? Make it unforgettable.
The usual? An evening with close friends.
The problem? I'm in London. I don't have any close friends.
Found: Tickets to a sold-out party.
Meet scalper at venue.
Scalper never shows up.
Doorman unsympathetic. 
Time: 11:14pm. 
Thoughts: fml.
Plan B? <<INSERT IDEA HERE>>

--Walk to Trafalgar Square--
What to do? New Year's Eve fireworks display!
Big Ben, the London Eye and the River Thames as the backdrop.
Time: HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Received: 1 hoot and holler
Delivered: A 10-minute tutorial about how to be a gentleman.

--Walking through Leicester Square--
Join party-goers.
Earn an invite into a club. 
Entrance denied.
Head to nearest tube station.
Meet Graham...
A Kiwi drinking out of a brown bag.
Score my friend a beer. 
Compare Kiwi and UK slang.
New priority: I need to tinkle. 
Search for toilet.
Kiwi comes along (cost of beer revealed).

--Walk to Mayfair--
Toilet found. Bladder relieved.
New environment: The Black Diamond Ball.
Music: good.
Venue: impressive. 
Stay: extended!
Get approached by a 24-year old. 
Part from my group. Dance.
Kelly, I really like you.
Onto the next.

--Cab home--
Eat a pasty.
Step into my house.
Time: 5am.
zzz
Time: 11am.
Ring ring.
It's the scalper.
He wants money for his wasted tickets.
Jog the fuck on!
How was my New Year's Eve?
Unforgettable.