Even though RJ is definitely the funny guy when it comes to writing, and even my own family seems to prefer his blogs over mine, I have taken it upon myself to write our next blog.
One of the drawbacks of having a banker on a sabbatical hanging around the house is that they can become quite lazy. This gets even worse when part of the sabbatical happens to coincide with a World Cup, during which any travel is heavily influenced by fixture lists, then there is just no way there is ever going to be a next update.
So in order not to keep you waiting much longer, here come two destinations that actually aren’t even “officially” on “The List of 28”, with a stop-over in Holland squeezed in between the two.
Our lifestyle banker turned coach-potato did manage to contribute something in between watching football games and provided me with his version of the events of that took place in Barcelona.
Friday 4 June – Monday 7 June: Unlisted Destination 1: Barcelona (Spain)
As my dear Norwegian friend Per Maelen and fellow “Sabatticaler” had decided to sign his life away and was about to get hitched, the first stop was Barcelona for a 4-day, 12 guys, stag weekend.
Following the receipt of a gagging order by Per Havard Maelen’s legal representatives, I am unfortunately not at liberty to disclose what may or may not have happened that weekend. The only things that I can confirm is that yes, Dagfinn indeed did have a video camera, a power he clearly abused at will, and yes Ali did manage to get us lost at each and every occasion (this guy has a cunning ability to take a wrong turn wherever he can, what a skill!).
As a weekend in Barcelona would not be complete without a tapas restaurant recommendation, here we go. One place Ali did manage to guide us to was Sagardi, a Basque taberna in the middle of the city centre (62 Argenteria if you are really interested). Sagardi’s speciality is tapas on cocktail sticks (also called pintxos or montaditos).
The bill is calculated by the number of sticks on your plate at the end of the evening. Not sure it is fraud proof, but a pretty good place nevertheless.
My verdict: Damn I am not 18 anymore, it took me a week to recover from all the clubbing
Sunday 13 June – Sunday 20 June: Unlisted Destination 2: Rhodes (Greece)
As all this traveling definitely wears you out we took a small break to recover, so we jetted off to Rhodes for some sun and chillaxing, while meeting up with my parents and aunt and uncle from Sydney in the process.
What did we do? Actually not very much. Most time was spent lying in the sun at Pefkos beach, having lunch at Lee Beach Bar while RJ and Ido made sure Dave didn’t get into any fights with the bartender of Oasis Pool Bar after he dared to switch off the rugby in favour of some World Cup football (you can’t take these Australians anywhere). We did manage to meet up with an old colleague of RJ (Richard) and his lovely girlfriend (Lilliana) who happened to be holidaying in Rhodes as well. The game we watched together (England – Algeria) does not really deserve any further mentioning. Excellent company, bad game.
Our verdict: Perfect chillaxing get-away destination and a great place for any lifestyle banker turnt coach-potato to watch as many World Cup games as possible.
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