Newcastle was one of those 'see old friends' trip. To see Vicks. He used to be one of my best guy friends back in Taiping till we sort of drifted apart. Too many things came between us. My 'best' friend, his girlfriend. The desire to be 'cool' and be seen in the company of the 'right' people. How Jane Austen. How Mrs Bennett.
Anyway enough of thinking about all that and back to reporting about Newcastle. Well what can I say about Newcastle? It looks almost like every other city in the UK, but it was more the people than the place that made the trip worth the while.
Stayed over at Vick's place and met up with his housemates and all, they were complaining about the girls at medic being uptight and then we started talking about boobs and FHM and watched this weirdass movie called Castaway (but purely for the Amanda Donahue or whatever her name is punya boobs). Started joking and all that about gals and all that until Aizat remarked, "You're fast becoming my favourite girl!"
Sigh. I'm too much of a guy.
Also been ogling girls wayyy too much thanks to the only supply of literature in the house being Maxim and FHM and GQ. Not complaining though. I love FHM. Especially Ladies Confessions. Seriously yah, where do they get all those girls who pose for the mags? I mean, if you go on the streets, how many gals do you actually see with such chun bodies and faces? Or have I been hanging out too much where the hags are?
Anyway I digress.
We went to Alnwick Castle. You know, the castle where Harry Potter, Elizabeth and most of the lovely English movies were filmed? Its gorgeous!
It even houses the biggest treehouse in the world! What a merry wonderland! I want to be the children of the Duke and Duchess of Northumberland in my next life!! Hah!
Oh yeah, I met a lovely old lady and a handsome punjabi guy on the way here. The coach to Newcastle was delayed cos of an accident on the motorway and by the time we got moving we were 3 hours late, but we had such jolly good fun chatting together that we didn't even realise that!
Anyway, the guy, Sanjeev and I sat next to each other on the coach and at the end of the trip became firm friends and he invited me to his birthday party. Of course I asked if I could bring a friend la, takkan I wanna go to a strange guy's place alone, right? So on Monday Vicks and I went over to his lovely place and had a lovely time at the party. I even learnt how to make chapatti from his girlfriend Nancy. They're really nice, and we wanted to go to the Metrocentre the next day together, but thing came up so I went on my own...
Didn't get to go for any of the famous Newcastle Nights Out because the guys were always so busy, but they were nice enought to bring me out one night to cross the Milennium Bridge and take pictures and all that. Newcastle by night looks magical. Spent time with the guys watching the footie match (them) and checking out cute players and their legs and bums (me).
Vicks was on call the next day, so Alvin being the sweetie that he is, sent me off at the coach station. I'm the eternal worrier, and we got there an hour early, which we spent talking about being piggies and looking for jobs and his coming MBA. Yeesh, tak aci, the guy 8 months younger than me, but already stating his MBA when I'm just halfway through my third year!
I left Newcastle with fond memories, strengthed friendship with Vicks, and load and loads of new friends.
And friends... Friends are always good to have around.
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