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Ohhh also had tacos. Obviously.



















For obvious reasons. It’s 8am. No more clubbing.

Valencia with Kelly. Pinnacle.















… to have happened since Paul Walker’s fiery demise.
Brought my big Thule this time. Need to buy souvenirs, fridge magnets, Primark t-shirts, maybe some fresh chicken feet from the Chinese store.





Airport now I go.
I even paid for extra luggage so I don’t have to put on all my clothes before scanning my boarding pass.
This is what extremely rich people do. $30 well spent..maybe.



Notice my Billa fine dining!
Meeting Vladimir for a quick one in the park.




…is doing a fucking video call on her phone with a toddler who can’t yet speak. I am living an unprecedented nightmare.
Thinking of reaching for this boinker to take the lady out.
Or maybe just myself.
Maybe the whole fucking bus!!!! It’s an hour late.
Gahhhhh.

FUCKING FINALLY!!!



New sidewalks pretty much end to end in Sunny. Yay.


I’m in Eastern Europe
Walking to have an outdoor beer
In a fucking Tshirt
Ohhh proper holidays start tomorrow at exactly 11am. God bless.





He’s in Jordan River, how freakkkin’ cool is that. Literally my center of the universe (that whole region).
Lucky bastard (but I will visit him soon…I must PET HIS CAT!!).


Also…girl brought me a pomegranate from Turkey yesterday….so the pizza is sprinkled with it.
You want this.

Real time from the Valencia cat park.
A park where I will be drinking a Spanish lager on Sunday afternoon……unless the plane crashes nose down….there is always a chance..
















This is pure vip luxury.


We’re having a blast!!!
Also. I have a Christmas tree outside of my complex.
Life doesn’t get better than this.







