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Asylum - Coventry - May 11, 2007
I had figured to just post on Saturday and Sunday, but after having read Dazedizzy's post on Friday, I was reminded of stuff I'd forgotten. Like, Registration was on Friday. :)
Friday was a busy day. We headed out to central Birmingham around noon, and met up with the nuns at New Street Station (which I kept hearing as 'E Street Station'). Everyone recognized goblie first *laughs* and she got so many hugs and squeals it was awesome! I mostly got somewhat more tentative responses, except from Lena. But the Nun love was everywhere, and it was great to be able to put faces to names.
As we headed towards Broad Street and my first "choose the restaurant" of the day, my sister and I were checking out the men around. She's having a bad men time right now, and of course the best possible medicine is to find lots of hot men to check out. Well, we found them! Right in the middle of Birmingham!
So. That made us a wee bit late for lunch, but gave us lots of pictures to look at.
After lunch, it was time to head for Coventry. My sister and I stopped long enough to get caricatures one. Mine was nude. (I, though posing, was not.) We got some spectacular double takes from passerby though.
Registration.
We got there around 6pm, and found a line up out the door, the Finns on the stairs, and several Asylum staff running quite frantically around shouting for people to "STAY AGAINST THE WALLS!!!". I got to meet Dazedizzy and Flaymz (beautiful, both of them), plus beldoc and her mom, and Minnie and her sister (who I didn't see again the whole time! *cries*). I took one look at the line up, found out it was for numbers 1 to 200, and decided that it was a damned good time to go eat.
After dinner, it was time to head back. Registration took maybe 10 minutes without the lineup (*laughs*) Then it was meet up time and the Nuns were hungry, but no one had anywhere in mind to eat. Time for the epic restaurant trek.
We set out 'thataway'... and went ... and went. We trekked past some damned depressed parts of Coventry, past a group of guys that suddenly and randomly broke into a fist fight. I thought at first they were just playing, but nope. Serious stuff. Time to turn 'thisaway' instead.
We walked through HERDS of places closed for the night. It is unbelievable to me the number of places that are simply closed, or the number that don't serve food. We tried two nightclubs and a club in a church (I loved that place!) before finally finding China Red. Ironically enough, everytime I asked, the result was "I'm not from here." It seems Coventry employs only external people.
I left the Nuns having dinner to go meet syrai, forsaken, and maria. We headed out to Spon Street, found a nice little pub, and then I got totally hammered on a bottle of wine. They were kind enough to walk me to a taxi and pour me inside, and then it was back to the hotel for the night.
Friday was a busy day. We headed out to central Birmingham around noon, and met up with the nuns at New Street Station (which I kept hearing as 'E Street Station'). Everyone recognized goblie first *laughs* and she got so many hugs and squeals it was awesome! I mostly got somewhat more tentative responses, except from Lena. But the Nun love was everywhere, and it was great to be able to put faces to names.
As we headed towards Broad Street and my first "choose the restaurant" of the day, my sister and I were checking out the men around. She's having a bad men time right now, and of course the best possible medicine is to find lots of hot men to check out. Well, we found them! Right in the middle of Birmingham!
So. That made us a wee bit late for lunch, but gave us lots of pictures to look at.
After lunch, it was time to head for Coventry. My sister and I stopped long enough to get caricatures one. Mine was nude. (I, though posing, was not.) We got some spectacular double takes from passerby though.
Registration.
We got there around 6pm, and found a line up out the door, the Finns on the stairs, and several Asylum staff running quite frantically around shouting for people to "STAY AGAINST THE WALLS!!!". I got to meet Dazedizzy and Flaymz (beautiful, both of them), plus beldoc and her mom, and Minnie and her sister (who I didn't see again the whole time! *cries*). I took one look at the line up, found out it was for numbers 1 to 200, and decided that it was a damned good time to go eat.
After dinner, it was time to head back. Registration took maybe 10 minutes without the lineup (*laughs*) Then it was meet up time and the Nuns were hungry, but no one had anywhere in mind to eat. Time for the epic restaurant trek.
We set out 'thataway'... and went ... and went. We trekked past some damned depressed parts of Coventry, past a group of guys that suddenly and randomly broke into a fist fight. I thought at first they were just playing, but nope. Serious stuff. Time to turn 'thisaway' instead.
We walked through HERDS of places closed for the night. It is unbelievable to me the number of places that are simply closed, or the number that don't serve food. We tried two nightclubs and a club in a church (I loved that place!) before finally finding China Red. Ironically enough, everytime I asked, the result was "I'm not from here." It seems Coventry employs only external people.
I left the Nuns having dinner to go meet syrai, forsaken, and maria. We headed out to Spon Street, found a nice little pub, and then I got totally hammered on a bottle of wine. They were kind enough to walk me to a taxi and pour me inside, and then it was back to the hotel for the night.
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But yeah...the WALKING! I have a new aversion for walking after my trip to Europe. I do believe I worship my car now.
And Coventry, dear Coventry...on a Friday night, why were so many places closed? And employing external people, hahahaha! Maybe most of the residents work in London?
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And as for the external people thing, another Izzism: we were sitting in Nandos for lunch on Saturday, and "why is she [the waitress] so slow?" - she was foreign. Everybody's foreign. Cheap labour. Hail Britannia and the land of equal opportunity.
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