I somehow remembered that the first blog post I ever wrote had nothing to do with love, relationships, or anything but having a really good time with some good friends on an amazing trip. This not only shows my true colors but it brings me back to basics. After all I somehow I magically remembered my myspace password and found this little gem. This goes out to anyone who spent a year abroad and still talks about it fondly, especially to those who were there that night. This is for you Rotary Exchange Nederlands 2004-2005, this was us then and us now.
a quick observation of what happens in rome won't stay in rome
Current mood:
happy
happy
Ximena's (Texas USA) version of what happened to Skip:
In the begining God created the heaven and earth followed by Barcardi Breezers, Wine, Beer, few mouthfuls of Sangria and THE SPANISH STEPS. Thus began Skips epic Adventure. In times of trouble we will reaccount the story of what happened that night. For future wisdom of those who travel the road of EUROTOUR in Rome.
Rome the centre of culture, ancient civilazation, and one very unforgetable night. It began like any other night. The typical getting ready, buying cheap alcohol and finding the perfect spot. Little did we know that the infamous Spanish Steps famous for its guitar players and stress ball penis makers would be the start of a wicked transformaition.after a bit of drinking and meeting strangers, Skip met **Steve Irwin voice* "the most poisonous thing on Earth, the Bacardi Breezer!!!"
Well, to really know what happened you must have been there but the process of getting from the Spanish Steps back to the Marisa Hotel was one journey that will never be forgotton. It is even more exciting than Frodo's adventure to Mount Doom.
Just as the hobbits walked around barefoot for 3 part 3 hour movie, Our friend Skip decided to do the same. The excitment of the night continued while she continued to fall every couple of meters. She was carried in the arms of her nymphs the Brazilians. Block after block of near death experiences; buses, cars and scooters. We were only two city blocks from the Hotel when Skip couldn't hold it any longer so she decided to well...mmmm..... how do I say it? Moist herself.
Just as the hobbits walked around barefoot for 3 part 3 hour movie, Our friend Skip decided to do the same. The excitment of the night continued while she continued to fall every couple of meters. She was carried in the arms of her nymphs the Brazilians. Block after block of near death experiences; buses, cars and scooters. We were only two city blocks from the Hotel when Skip couldn't hold it any longer so she decided to well...mmmm..... how do I say it? Moist herself.
So barefoot and pissed on while being pissed off her head was what our Skippy would have been discribed as.
Finally some how Carol managed to get skip into our hotel room and got her to take her soiled pants off. When I arrived Skip looked like Satan had entered her body. She was possesed. To take the devil out of her Carol our Excorsist decided to shower her. Taking her into the shower and drenching her evil soul in pure Roman water. After cursing, head spining and nudity came the crawl of death- or shame. The water came as a shock to our possesed friend, resulting in her running out of the bathroom then slipping onto all fours. She looked like the eighteen year old fetos trying to breath for dear life. Slipping, reaching, fighting being utterly loud and annoying. Finally she made it to her destination spot; Carols bed. After a prayer and Rosary she continued to masturbate with the cross................ oh wait thats a scene from a movie.
She decided to vomit the demon out of her. While scratching and coughing she finally gave in and distributed all the deadly toxins. On to Carol. And it didn't stop for an hour or so.
Finally some how Carol managed to get skip into our hotel room and got her to take her soiled pants off. When I arrived Skip looked like Satan had entered her body. She was possesed. To take the devil out of her Carol our Excorsist decided to shower her. Taking her into the shower and drenching her evil soul in pure Roman water. After cursing, head spining and nudity came the crawl of death- or shame. The water came as a shock to our possesed friend, resulting in her running out of the bathroom then slipping onto all fours. She looked like the eighteen year old fetos trying to breath for dear life. Slipping, reaching, fighting being utterly loud and annoying. Finally she made it to her destination spot; Carols bed. After a prayer and Rosary she continued to masturbate with the cross................ oh wait thats a scene from a movie.
She decided to vomit the demon out of her. While scratching and coughing she finally gave in and distributed all the deadly toxins. On to Carol. And it didn't stop for an hour or so.
The smell was covered up by Lucy's easy solution of lighting a match then magically the air cleared and flowers bloomed; we were living in a land of faries and Easter. Colour ponies galloped around for ever and ever
AMEN
AMEN
The aftermath the day after resulted in Skippy waking up, unable to reaccount the night before and questioned how she got in our room. After going though the main actions of the night before Skip replyed with,
"Oh guys I'm honesly so sorry...I'm so ashamed!" -Skip
delayed reply...."You should be!!" Rach, Carol, Ximena and Lucy
