Sunday, 7 July 2013

Lets have a catch up!

Hello, all the way from Dallas. 
First of all we need to apologise. We have been extremely slacking the last week or so when it comes to blogging. But Yas is back and ready to fill you in on all the antics and our up to's. 

Dating back a few days now, New Orleans followed suit of the last blog once again. However we decided to check out bourbon street as its one of those.. 'Because you just have to' kind of thing. We had walked down it a few days prior mid day and it was horrendous then, at 1am it is just as bad. The whole street just stunk of vom, neon lights evvvveerywhere and even the odd (by odd I mean quite a few) strippers trying to lure us in. UMM NO THANKS. so we bypassed bourbon and got to Frenchmans which is where there are more bars with jazz bands etc.. And it was very, very fun. A few too many vodkas were consumed because next thing I found myself and a girl we met Rachel up on stage dancing with them. I don't know why either.. But Kate also faced the raf of the jazz leader when he summoned her up on stage to wear a wash board. FUNNIEST. THING. EVER. It was the worlds longest song also so I don't think she was loving life at that point! 
Anyway, after a hot diggididy dog and a ghetto burger we left and went home. 
The next day me and Kate went on a swamp tour to see some gators! Around 15 of us got into a boat and headed up the swamp. 
Fun Fact: did you know alligators like marshmallows?
Well it's true, the captain threw some marshmallows in and along came the alligators. They are such a funny animal to watch, the way they swim up all slowly, with just there eyes out of the water and as soon as they are close to the food, there mouths slowly opens but then snaps the food and swims away. Haha!!! 
After a couple of hours touring the swamp we headed back and got some dinner at this seafood place. At this point we were starving so deep fried shrimps and catfish went down an absolutely dream! One of the best meals I've had out here. Nom nom nom. 






So there's New Orleans pretty much all up to date and caught up on. Now for the LONG trip to dallas. The greyhound trip wasn't quite 21 hours but it was more of a mission than that itself. We left at mid day and was supposed to arrive in Dallas around 2am. Our bus driver was drunk (swear down) and managed to make us over an hour late to our connection bus, meaning we missed it. After being told various things, we finally managed to get our tickets changed. This meant we were supposed to get to dallas at 4am. BUT NO. We were late again to our next stops meaning that in fact we got in at 6am. 
I was in the worst mood ever. It also didn't help that someone requested the air con colder so by the time I got to dallas I could barely feel my feet, toes and ears. With no sleep and no moving limbs, I was extremely grouchy. 
We arrived at our hostel and literally went to bed. The next day after a few hours sleep was a bit of a downer and it was supposed to be Insane as it was 4th July. It didn't help that our hostel is like a house. There's no reception and the guy that owns it wasn't around. We are in the middle of know where and because of the public holiday, there's no public transport running. We had no idea what was going on and at that point we were looking into other places to stay or to leave dallas full stop. The only thing stopping us was that our flights to Vegas were booked from dallas, and all other hostels in dallas were crazy expensive. At this point I thought it was going to be a loooong and boring week. Anyway, we tried to go out and enjoy Independence day after a quick change of clothes (sporting the red, white and blue) we got a bus into dallas. (The only bus running) however this didn't go all the way and we had to get off to get a connecting train. This was supposedly running but after an hour of waiting we just opted for a taxi. 
We went to dinner at this stocky BBQ restaurant and had a typical American meal. 1/2 pound of brisket and pulled pork with mac & cheese. Yeah, it was soooo good. Waddling out of there an hour later we came across the iron cactus restaurant/bar. We went up to the top roof and had cocktails whilst over looking a beautiful fountain. There was a live singer wacking out the American tunes and a very rowdy table of ladies singing and dancing along. They were so drunk it was hilarious, and that was our entertainment for the evening!




Next day we headed back to downtown dallas and looked around the farmers market. It was pretty cool but I think we missed out on a lot as we didn't get there until mid day. That evening we went to forts worth and watched a rodeo. OMG it was insane and just how you imagine it to be except when they lasso the baby cows they look like they are in pain, but they weren't so its ok. 
The place to go after the rodeo is billy bobs bar, I'm not 21 and they were strict but I snuck it so it was all good at that point. Until we tried to buy a drink and I didn't have a stamp, we got asked to leave. Oh maaaaan! This lead us going to a restaurant and ordering chicken fried steak. And I bet you are wondering what that is? It is intact, steak deep fried in batter. 
Do you know what calves fries are? 
Find out and try them ;)




After nearly catching up on sleep we had a lazy day down the pool yesterday. Kate had the most hilarious tan lines... SUNGLASSES marks. So it's all white eyes and bronzed face for her at the moment!



And this leaves us with today. I woke up around an hour ago and I'm still siting in bed. I can hear kate and all the others staying in hostel screaming ever so often at the Wimbledon's final.. I have no idea about tennis but at this current moment they seem kinda happy..

Hmm.. How long do these games go on for! I'm hungry and want pancakes. 

Nice to catch up, and we won't leave it so long next time! :)

Yas xo


Sunday, 30 June 2013

New Orleans Shenanigans!

WE ARRIVED!!! At long, long last.

Our hostel is pretty awesome not going to lie. The hostel itself is really 'kooky' and quite hip, the staff are either drunk or drugged up 90% of the time and the people we have met so far have all been real good fun. And we've only been here a day!




Arriving at 5pm we both had good intentions of grabbing some dinner and heading straight to bed. At this point we had barely slept in 36 hours so weren't feeling the greatest. Whilst eating dinner in the garden area we got talking to a group of guys that introduced themselves all as James with an Australian accent .. Yeah..
After some chit chat the beers were being offered and I eagerly accepted. Hot weather and a cold beer is bliss! They were hitting it hard as they planned on going out.. This is how it all escalated. 
Watermelon vodka made an appearance and they had me. I LOVEEEEE this stuff. Some other guys and Australian girls came and joined and the drinking games were in full swing. Yes, we definitely weren't going to bed any time soon. 

"Fuck me, fuck me hard, what's the name of this fucking game? Wedding fuck, what the fuck? How about a sister fuck?"

20 people singing this.. Things got a little out of hand! My nick name was wedding fuck, Kate's sister fuck (because she's from suffolk so she's an imbred, appaz) and others had names like happy fuck, sleepy fuck, fucky fuck, Sydney fuck, Aussie fuck, spreadsheet fuck........ Etc etc
If you sang the song wrong, you had to drink.
I'm telling you it's hard once consuming copious amounts of beer and vodka. 

After a quick change we headed on out. We had no idea where we were going or who we were with but it was all fun and games. After a shoulder ride which I nearly very fell off from, we caught a taxi and headed to frenchmans street and went to a bar were a jazz/band group were singing live. After a few vodkas me and Kate were pumping out our moves on the dance floor, showing the Americans how it's done!!! 





Arriving back at the hostel at (we don't even no what hour) we awoke at 10 and headed for breakfast (after the catch up conversation of.. What happened last night?). Kate couldn't stomach anything and I opted for granola instead of a fry up. And yes, I would like a medal for that! Ha ha. We then headed back to get ready to go into town and to be a bit touristy where we started talking to another group of guys.. They were fishing for it so I offered for them to come out with us. And I cannot tell you, lunch was the funniest lunch I've ever had. We headed to a lobster grill and all of us were hanging majorly. With it being 34 degrees, dehydrated and tired, spirits weren't that high. The guys opted for the whole 'hare of the dog" strategy whilst us girls went for a thirst quenching sprite. Craig (I think that's his name) ordered a Bloody Mary after being told its the best hangover cure. It arrived with celery, green beans, olives and a large shrimp in it. by far the most awful drink I have ever seen. To top it off it also had Cajun spice in and around the cup. After gagging and choicing to not drink it, dares got out around the table. Another drank it and immediately left the table to be sick. 
Yup, we have bought our Bungay class all the way to America.. The Aussies it seems did also. 
After an eventful lunch we walked down to the park and took some photos, walked around some more and headed back. It's official, I have hit the wall and needed my bed. 




I chilled by the pool whilst Kate played water volley ball, ordered a dominos pizza and now I am laying in bed writing to you before I snooze off to Wyatts world of dreams. 

Good night

P.s sorry for the use of bad language 

Yas x


Saturday, 29 June 2013

Hour #16 ?

All the hours have merged and I'm that tired I can't even work it out.. So lets just go with 16. Which means only 5 left. Maaaateee!
I have awoken from my snooze and taking in the sights of millions of restaurants! No joke, around 50% of America must be filled with restaurants, cafes and diners. 
You don't see many KFC's out here but this got my mouth watering. BUFFET? IN KFC? $6?? WHAAAATT??

And then I came across this.. Health and safety regulations at its finest..


Literally fireworks being sold on the side of the road on trestle tables. THAT'S INSANE!

I'm feeling a little chirpier but definately need a coffee in my life right now.

P.s KATE'S FINALLY SLEEPING
(She's gorrrnn hate me)


Hour #15 (I think)

I literally have no idea how long we've been on this bus but I know it's been long enough. We both managed to get some sleep, hence the break in blogging, but there's only so long you can pretend leaning against a cold window with a seatbelt digging in your back is comfortable. Yasmin still seems to be powering through but I have resorted to listening to the Wicked soundtrack on repeat to stop me going crazy. So far it's working. 

By my reckoning it's about 2.30pm at home? I hope you are all enjoying your Saturdays. I feel like, even though we should get to New Orleans by about 3pm our time all we're going to be good for is heading straight to the hostel and going to bed! This trip is nothing but rock and roll!

I am stuck on Level 29 of Candy Crush and it is slowly crushing my spirit. I keep having flashbacks from having to complete it the first time and I remember it taking an age. It is my goal to do it before we get to our next connection!

See you in an hour. xxxx

Hour #11

It's all lies.. I didn't get a wink of sleep, just a lot of squeezing my eyes shit hoping I would miraculously fall into a coma for the next 10 hours!
At this point I am seriously missing my king size bed with the super super super comfy mattress! I could sleep in that for days without stirring. 
High spirits have without a doubt faded.. I think I left them in the Orlando transfer!
Currently having to reboard so taking this time to stretch my legs and wee. Toilets on a bus whilst driving somehow doesn't quite do it for me! It just wouldn't work!

I may be in a better mood next time we speak.. But it's probably unlikely!

See ya
Yas ox

Hour #10

Everybody ssssssshhhhhh. I think Yasmin might be asleep. I hope so anyway. I wish I was. Instead I am listening to The Vaccines and ploughing my way through Middle Earth.*

Time seems to has lost all meaning. It's 4.50am here and I have been awake for approximately 19 hours. I don't see much hope in me getting any more than a couple of hours of sleep in the next 12 either and that is a daunting prospect. I may have to start hitting the cherry balls hard again to maintain energy levels. 

For now I shall continue to delight in the adventures of those pesky hobbits and wait for my lives to be restored in Candy Crush. 

Ciao for now xxx

*In a literary sense. Although it is a pitch black outside, we might be in The Shire, who knows. 

Hour #9

Times like this I wish I had a boyfriend.. And here are my reasons:-
I can use them as a human pillow, lean and lay on them. I'm pretty sure Kate wouldn't appreciate it if I started to snuggle up to her.
However, I don't think she would reject me ;)

Sleeping on a bus is literally impossible. The more I try the harder it seems. So I will resort to flow free and candy crush again for another hour whilst Kate finishes giggling ever so often watching Sandra bullock making a tit of herself!

Speak in 60 minutes!

Ox