Turnee's Holidays - Magaluf

He we go then

Us on the coach on the way to the hotel.

And its straight back out to the nearest bar after dropping our bags off at about midnight local time.  Starting with the pints of Bacardi and coke they have on offer, with Vodka and orange for Coopy.

Ahh much better!

Coopy and I meet the locals, Jim here is a public relations type bloke for a bar called "Nutters", its his job to get you into the bar, so that this young lady can serve you the booze.  We got on well with this lot and they showed us around the nightlife, with great tips on how to blag free booze from the nightclubs and such.  Some nights I went out and got pissed and didn't spend any money 'cause it was all free!!!  Great people they were. 

They were a good laugh too, here's Jim falling down the stairs pissed.

Here is the young lady that Coopy met, they went out for a while when we got back, but after the Whirlwind that was Shakespeare's Slags (alas, sadly lost in time), it all ended.  She was a very nice young lady indeed, shame her mates were all mad.

Young lady : "Really?  10 inches you say?"

Coopy : "Thats right love..."

And after the fun, comes the suffering.  Some hang over / recovery pics.

Looks like I'm back to drinking fitness now...

The view from our top floor balcony, with a pool just below us, which facilitated a late night drunken game of "Can you get you Kentucky fried chicken bones to splash into the pool or hit the concrete?"

And then its time to go out and do it all over again.  I love booze!