The port of Dover. Seeing that none of the €uro 8 possess the power to part sea/ocean/water(the closest being Sw who can produce a lot of water and Goose who can freeze the water with his cold jokes), a ship the size of Noah's Ark(or thereabouts) was to be the mode of transport across the English Channel.
Farewell England!
What can 8 guys do on board a ship? Take pictures of cos!*Note the hand on top of Timmy's head. I've been lao gan-ed by Beng!!!!!!
Not forgetting our ever ready photographer Berd, who is doing some weird pose here.
Like all great adventures, there must be obstacles to be cleared, problems to be solved, maidens to be ravished... I mean rescued, blah blah blah.
To eat or not to eat. 
Behold!
A excellent example of good parenting. Keep those li'l thingys on a leash. Best if can stuff the hole in their face(which I suspect is the mouth but you never know, these diminutive terrors have a different biological composition from us. They have more mouth than face, if not, how you explain the noise these caterwauling calamities produce)
So cute~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That was to be our first encounter with anything French.
Bonjour France~~~~~~
Not forgetting our ever ready photographer Berd, who is doing some weird pose here. *Ok own up. Who took this tak glam picture one. Damn accurate portrayal of Berd sia!!!
Like all great adventures, there must be obstacles to be cleared, problems to be solved, maidens to be ravished... I mean rescued, blah blah blah.
For the €uro 8, they faced one of their greatest problem that will plague them for the rest of the trip.
They had to grapple with the dilemma of...
To eat or not to eat. Tell me. Honestly.
Tell me that you can resist not eating after looking at those oh-so-greasy-and-unhealthy-but-so-friggin'-delicious stuff there.
Coupled with the fact that the €uro 8 have not had breakfast. Or did they? But no matter, they're a bunch of hungry devils anyway...
Behold!The most expensive(I suppose) breakfast we had!
A grand total of........... £ 7!!! That would have mean a staggering SGD$21 bucks?!?!?!?! (note: lim bei really can't remember exactly how much. But I think it was this amount, shout out if the numbers are wrong...)
Holy sh*t!!!!
For that amount of money I could probably have breakfast for a whole freaking week in Stinkapore!!!
But no matter... a hungry man is a horny... I mean ANGRY man. So we made the right choice in eating. I suppose...
After breakfast, it was another round of scenery viewing(yah, like there was anything else to see other than the sea), cam-whoring(ie: Yz the Snakey Cam Whore), smoking(Timmy and Berd), and of cos, some random shots. Like this:
After breakfast, it was another round of scenery viewing(yah, like there was anything else to see other than the sea), cam-whoring(ie: Yz the Snakey Cam Whore), smoking(Timmy and Berd), and of cos, some random shots. Like this:
A excellent example of good parenting. Keep those li'l thingys on a leash. Best if can stuff the hole in their face(which I suspect is the mouth but you never know, these diminutive terrors have a different biological composition from us. They have more mouth than face, if not, how you explain the noise these caterwauling calamities produce)
So cute~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That was to be our first encounter with anything French.Bonjour France~~~~~~
Once again, we leave the €uro 8 to prepare for their disembarkment, and wait for them on the shores of the land where the snails you get to see are on a dinner plate in front of you...
Till next time,
Timmy out
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