NOTE: I'll be uploading some stories of my trip in this journal. Because I don't feel like typing the entire thing at once, I will upload something every now and then.
So Iccolo, his brother and I were on our way to the Comic Con in Heartfort. Comparing it to the Dutch Comic Con it was rather small... thinking about it even comparing it to the comic con in my own town it was on the smallish side...
So we had to park... ok Iccolo had to park the car somewhere so he got into this garage all the way to the top. When he parked he slowly moved forward and hit the wall, that prevented you from driving off the roof of the building, with quite a loud bang. His brother and I couldn't laughing and he heard it the rest of the trip from me XP. Just like whenever there is a curb I would say watch out for the curb, yet he somehow still managed to go over it XD. Sorry Icco, you will really not hear the end of that either. But like I told, I rather sit in the car with you than me brother, I fear for my life at points when he drives =S.
I'm back home from my trip to the USA. I stayed with iccolo
and met EmeraldHearts
in NYC. Current mood: tired (if you read those mood things you would know that already XP). I didn't get any sleep in the plane, got a short nap at my parents and am currently trying to keep myself awake until somewhere around 10pm.
Anyway, I had a lot of fun. Saw a lot of things. Thought a lot (mostly about how crazy some things are, I mean a drive in ATM?! Seriously guys?!), spent a lot of money XD.
I'm glad to be home again. Back to where things make a little more sense to me and not everything says 'with bacon' or 'deep fried' (btw a deep fried martini, how the heck do you do that?! they had that at the Big E Iccolo and I went to). The plane food was horrendous, revolting and disgusting... as it mostly is. Even the bread was terrible. So when I landed and I had switched my micro chip for my phone (I had H2O during my stay) I told my mom I wanted milk and something we call a 'krentenbol', which I basically devoured in the car. My dinner was some typical Dutch thing.
But now I'm going to do some quick laundry and unpacking and then off to bed. I will tell more crazy stories of my trip when I'm less tired.