Next stop on my UK tour was Grim Hull. Every pom i mentioned hull to replied with 'Why are you going there?'. Paul had made the place sound so shit that i fully expected to be murdered as i alighted the train but it turns out Hull is not all that bad at all. The bars were cool (though the fact that Paul worked in the coolest one in town and knows pretty much everyone everywhere may have had an impact on my impressions), the countryside was super nice and the silliness was at a peak. We ate, drank, walked and reminisced about our time in India. Then we made official plans to go back.
Roadtrip in Paul's mini! OI WATCH THE ROAD!!!!
AAARGH SCARY YORK CASTLE!!
Makin Tibetan momos and a big mess. the momos were excuisite.
Except for the ones we left on the stove for an hour as we got distracted by music and chatter. Sad momofiasco.
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