Home, sweet home!

After a quite fascinating night in London after the final exam, I'm back home in Haugesund. Directly after the last exam we all rushed down to All Bar One to remove all sensible thoughts from our heads.



Amer, Kyriacos and Fredrik seems quite happy..

I think we stayed there from 12.30 PM to 8 PM. Then I figured out I needed a rest, so I went back home to Francis Rowley to take a power-nap. 10 PM I woke up, half confused, half drunk. I phoned Robert, and found out they were on their way to Hilton Park Lane. So I grabbed a cab and hit the road. The place was called Zeta, and it has been written about it:

In its chic Park Lane location, Zeta bar is one of London's most stylish bars. Famous for its classic contemporary cocktails and exquisite bar-bites, its Feng Shui decor, neutral shades and materials, Zeta Bar is amongst the trendiest nights out in London.

We were all having a great time, I look forward seeing all you guys after christmas! I went to bed around 5 AM, after a shabby hamburger and banana milkshake at Tinseltown. Big mistake...
9 in the morning I had to rise and shine, fresh and ready to take the Stansted Express and finally Ryan Air flight 2254 to Haugesund. That was without a shadow of a doubt my worst flight ever...
So here I am in Haugesund, and it finally dawns for me that christmas is approaching! In 20 minutes I'll go out to play Snooker with Kjetil. That's gonna be great, for some reason I haven't played in England. I really have to find someone to play snooker with there. Robert is a self declared Snooker/Pool disaster, so that's one down. Anyone volunteering? :)