Quick refresh if you're too lazy to scroll down: The €uro 8 were left in their pursuit for debaucheries(some of them basically, like Me, Berd, &.. Me, Berd...) when we left them, seeking fun, peace and laughter during the Initials Party and the subsequent PJ Party that only me and Berd da Anaconda were the proud representatives from Singapore(but that's a story for another day...).
With their systems being pumped full of alcohol(which was to be the case from then on), they huffed and puffed and packed and carried and ran up and rushed down.
Next thing they knew, they were on their way to Monaco.
The first thing that warmed their stomach(literally) on the long journey to Monaco was this:
I shudder what might have happened to the €uro 8 without these stop-overs, where we could eat, drink, smoke(for me and Berd) and be merry.
Beng showing us how big A SLICE of pizza is over there.Wait, I take back my words.
It's not big.
It's friggin' HUGE!!!
They're trying to punk us! That's not a SLICE of pizza, it's like a WHOLE pizza if you ask me...
Plus its cheap. I kid you not.
On the way along the long and winding road, the €uro 8 were snapped out of their slumber, and started snapping the anything and everything they could see.
Reason being: the view was simply breathtaking, akin to the feeling of seeing Jessica Alba emerging from a swimming pool, not the other kind of 'breathtaking' feeling one gets when Sw farts...
The €uro 8 was getting restless though, everyone harbouring the same thoughts: When will we get to go down the bus to take picture.....
& suddenly - Jon, our kickass driver, decided to hiong it.He slammed the brakes, pulled the handbrake and barked out instructions that we had only minutes to snap to our hearts' content.
This picture is worth every minute we spent posing.*Although I have no idea why Jase had a constipated smile plastered on his face....
Some shots of the Monte Carlo.The REAL Monte Carlo, not the one in Genting mind you!
And the €uro 8 slowly discovered that the 'normal' cars in Monaco would be nuffin' less than a Merc! Woot!
The shots we managed to snatch on the long, winding road.The €uro 8 were humbled by the buildings.
They're like friggin' HDBs built on a slope can?!?!
PS: Some sharp bugger managed to squeeze off a somewhat decent shot of the Monaco stadium. (for the truly blur ones, its the pic at the bottom right)
These were the sights that blew our mind away.Monaco didn't just have ships.
They had FLEETS of them!
Yatch, cruise ship, ocean liners, schooners... you name it, they probably have it. If they don't, they'll probably buy it to show you.
The €uro 8 were treated to a glorious sight of Monaco, the sheer opulence of the general populace, the beauty of the scenery.. but nothing can prepare them for what they are about to witness.
So stay tune folks. That's all for now.
Let us sleep and dream of the winding road, the bright sky, the curves of the mountains and the deep blue sea.
Let us dream of Monaco once more...
-- Timmy out
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