FITC Amsterdam
Thursday, February 28th, 2008Last night, sometime around 10pm, a tired and understandably ‘bit grumpy Niqui Merret pulled her little grey car up outside my house and dropped me off after a gruelling 12+hr road trip home from FITC Amsterdam. I took my bag and my wooden pink elephant inside and went di-rect-ly to bed. ‘Shouldn’t take that long to get from Amsterdam to Brighton but when SeaFrance Ferries get it into their head to have a strike it leaves a lot of people stranded, tired and hungry on the dockside for hours, whilst P&O struggle to help everybody out. I’m glad the union movement is still strong in France, I just don’t want to sit and stare at the suburbs of Calais for 3 hours.
But that aside, what a blast man! I’m not going to go into tedious detail but it was ENORMOUS fun. Shawn, you can have me back in Amsterdam anytime you want. Where do I sign? :)
Now, about that elephant…