I'm back.......

I know, I know...as you all have reminded me (multiple times thankyou) I have been terribly remiss on this blogging thing. I sorta ended up glossing over Italy, which is unfortunate, as I had an unspeakably amazing time. But I solemnly swear to be a better blogger and citizen, and keep things up to date. You can also keep your eyes peeled for "Italy:The Lost Blog", sometime in the near future. As for my whereabouts, I have arrived in Porto Portugal after a heinous ryanair flight which included both violent turbulence and a vomiting child. But hey, what can you expect for 30 euro. I made my way to my hostel sometime after 11 PM but managed to drink enough that I'm sure this post will be rambly and incoherent. I immediatly enlisted a few fellow travellers and set off in the pouring rain to find a bar of some sort. We sat down to share a bottle of wine and soon the bartender had emerged behind the bar to play the guitar while a strangely bland looking middle aged man sang and played the keyboard. All in all it was a lovely evening and totally worth the thorough soaking I recieved. I then settled in at the hostel with a girl from Dublin and two of the hostel's owners, both Portugese guys in their twenties, to drink cheap beer and listen to how evil Bush is. I thought my hatred could go no deeper, be no more complete in its totality, but now that he is personally responsible for my having to listen to hours of European bitching about "The Bush" I am thinking of declaring a fatwa.