Alternatively titled "wot I did on my holidays, by Minky aged 19 3/4"
Firstly, let me just say American keyboards are the work of the devil.
Secondly, I haven't finished this yet. I'm editing it as I go along
Day 1: Wednesday 10th June
Plane journey was great. Our entertainment systems messed up, so they moved us into premium. I was actually sitting in front of Aaron Lennon and Tom Huddlestone. Ahead of us, in the really expensive seats was Djibril Cisse (he came down to talk to Lennon). Plus one of the stewardesses was Irish, and really pretty.
Oh shit, last minute. You can have Thursday and Friday soon. Now.
Day 2: Thursday 11th June
Our hotel was called Riu. Just before I forget.
A day mostly spent by the pool, although I must mention that the Americans don't do anything small when it comes to food. Even the breakfast was a bloody buffet.
We spent the night ambling around one of the shopping districts. Well, I ambled, my dad marched, and my mum hovered. There was much advertising of restaurants going on though, I lost track of the number of times we were walking along, and some nutter came charging out at us with "YOU LIKE SEAFOOD YES? I HAVE BEST LOBSTER IN THE WORLD EVER. MY LOBSTER SHITS ON EVERY OTHER LOBSTER. MY LOBSTER IS LIKE JESUS, AND THE OTHER LOBSTERS ARE LIKE RUSSELL BRAND."
We also found the supermarket. There was nothing super about it.
Day 3: Friday 12th June
Only found out today about the England/Andorra result. Crouchy's celebration was hilarious, that "did that actually go in? It went in! YAAAAAY!" thing.
Anyway, we went on a tour of Miami. I'll have pictures up when I get home, to help jog my memory, but we saw Little Havana, the Venetian Pool, the Versace Museum, and the houses of the rich and famous. Jackie Chan and Carmen Electra, for example.
Played table tennis back at the hotel. I lost. Played pool too. I lost.
Day 4: Saturday 13th June
Not much going on today. Left the hotel at noon. We're now staying at a friend of my parent's house. They're going on holiday, so we're looking after their pets. Said pets include:
Jessie - Golden labrador. Has a split personality. Inside she's sweet as anything, but get her near the pool and she WILL dive in on your head. Billy - Chocolate labrador. Has a strange obsession with balls, which I think stems from previous visits to the vet. "Put them back!" he's saying. Probably. He was my favourite though. Lou - A black cat, who likes to bite hands. Weasel - A ball of fluff that is apparently a cat. Rosie AKA Fuckoff - A demented creature that lives in the garage. This demon takes the form of a black cat. The Fish - He's a fish.
They also have a computer, which is how I'm typing this.
Day 5: Sunday 14th June
Sorry to report I don't have much to tell you about today. This was just a "drive around to get to know the area" day, as well as a "laze around the pool, and get crushed by diving dogs." Jessie contributed the diving dog part.
Going off on a tangent here, I watched the two Confederations Cup matches. How funny was it when that African bloke cleared the ball of the Iraqi line? Spain are such a joy to watch too, I can't wait till they play Iraq, that could end in double figures.
Day 6: Monday 15th June
Spent the earlier half of the day at the Everglades. Really good tour of the river there, I got some really good photos of the wildlife, including a raccoon, a woodpecker, and an alligator. I also held a baby alligator. It was less than impressed.
The rest of the day I spent watching football, whilst my parents searched for a mall. I do not do shopping. Anyway, Egypt were so unlucky not to get the draw with Brazil. Kaka deserves all that hype though. I thought the Americans did really well against Italy too, I had that down as a walkover for the Italians. Rossi's first goal was beautiful though. Can we sign him back up now?
Day 7: Tuesday 16th June
Lazed by the pool again. Thrilling.
Oh, we did go to a bar with live music. Unfortunately it was a band that seemed to think "how to play basic blues" was the be all and end all in musical books. You know those websites that mockingly tell you how to write blues? These were living examples of what happens when you follow those.
Day 8: Wednesday 17th June
Spent
the day at the Hard Rock resort in Hollywood, FL. I spent literally
hours looking around all the guitars/memorabilia. I've got pics of some
of the stuff there, so I'll get that up as soon as possible.
Also saw Bad Company at Hard Rock Live. Paul Rodgers' voice is still fantastic.
Day 9: Thursday 18th June
Was forced into shopping with mother. I have no will to live.
On the plus side, I did manage to get into Barnes and Noble, and brought a CD. Led Zeppelin - Mothership.
Day 10: Friday 19th June
Went to one of those fancy waterparks. Almost suffered an untimely death at the hands of the Lazy River.
Day 11: Saturday 20th June
Went back to the Hard Rock Cafe for my dad's birthday. He pretended not to want a fuss, whilst telling them three times it was his birthday. Got kicked out of a bar for not being 21. Gits.
Day 12: Sunday 21st June
Just spent the day with the family we were house-sitting for.
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