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This is the story of the crazy trip to france I made in 2001.
I wrote everything during the trip with my palm pilot. The pictures are made by a digital camera and some scaned pictures, made by a cheap
one way camera. So, nuff said. He we go:

Trip to france (biarritz) - 1

Me (Suvi) and Maex are ready for our crazy trip to france. This means we bought 10 beers. We are now on the train to Geneva.
After one hour of montagsmaler (one draws, the other has to guess) we drink our first beer. Prost!
Its half past nine. We are arriving in geneva. 8 beers are left.
Ten o clock, we crossed the border to france. Time for another beer. On this train to Biarritz I learned how to open a bottle with a lighter. Juhuu!

Finally after 16 hours by train we arrived at biarritz. Luckely our friends (luek & clousi) are here to pick us up.
On the tentside we quickly build up our cheep tents; each tent was just 40 bucks. And then, way to the beach. The water is refreshing, the sun is shining hot and there are too many girls with too less on. This place here is trully something for the soul and for the eyes.
Luek told me about a new rule on the camping place. Everybody who wants to stay, has to drink 26 beers the first night. Each beer 25 ml. Thats a total of 6 liter beer, way too much for anybody. Instead of drinking that much, we will play a drinking-game.

The drinking-game has one big target, everybody who plays gets drunk. The players have to sit in a circle. Every player has a bottle of beer in front of himself. On the top of the beer is the cap, loosed and turned. One player starts. The turn is now to shoot down the cap of another player, by using anther cap. If you don't hit, you have to take a zip. If you hit, the other one has to take a zip and you have to make a new rules. For example: everybody who says shit has too take a zip. They are two limits to new rules: the new rule counts for everybody and you can only add one zip, no chugging.
After three rounds sexymaex (actually no more sexy, because of his beerbauch) was out. Too much for him - headake, what a looser. After a while we stoped making new rules. The rest of the night? I don't remeber it anymore. Somehow I survived.

France - memo 2

Another day in paradise. A day too chill, a do nothing. We went to the beach. Fabia, the name of our car, droves us. Fabia is a rented Skoda, a car with a sexy name. She does her job well.
It's damn hot. The waves are big, really big, about 3 meters. No "short waves" today. If you walk into the ocean, it flushes you back to the beach. We got our bodyboards and are ready to surf.
Clous warned us: if you go to far you will be on a ghostride. But it had to be. Luek and I got drifded off. Not to far. What we saw was affull. Elderly naked women and men. A FKK-beach. Disgusting!
Back on the camping. We took a cold shower. Now its time to go out, to eat some moule (shells). Hmm, moules tastes so good.

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