The Angry Dieter

some moments I just want to record..

The man in short shorts, standing in front of the shop window, and my friend singing to me as we sailed past on the bikes “who likes short shorts?? He likes short shorts”

The drunk social swede that decided to talk to us when we were in Råå on my last full day in Sweden, and kept asking me if I was *sure* that I spoke english.

Buying some postcards, and asking the lady in english, “how much are these?” and she replied to me in swedish, and I said to her, “I can’t speak swedish, how much are these?” and looking around for my friend as she continued to talk at me in swedish before saying to me in perfect english.. “buy one more and I can sell them to you for 39kr” (about $6AUD)

Coming across the phrase, “having a Corby done” or “doing a Corby”, in reference to Schapelle’s luggage story in Bali.

On a more serious note.. Most of the Australians I travelled with on the way home, do not believe that the Federal Govt would lift a finger to help them if they get in trouble overseas. Every Australian I met was paranoid about their luggage, with locks and shrink wrapping everwhere. They referred to David Hicks and Corby as examples of aussies hung out to dry to appease overseas interests.

Less serious note: Catching fire when I was selecting a desert from a table covered with Tealights, and being tired, and awake for nearly 36 hours, I looked down, put the food back on the table, turned to the girl next to me and said “oh look I am on fire” and putting my shirt out, and picking up my desert again.

After landing in a farmer’s field at the completion of a balloon ride, and then the Balloon leader asking the farmer’s wife who had come out to find out what was going on.. “do you mind if we land here?”

Exchanging money and Roskilde tickets, very early on a Sunday morning, two nervous looking couples, like we were doing a drug deal.

July 18th, 2006 | Category: Travels | Subscribe to comments | Leave a comment | Trackback URL