Portugal Day 2 (part 2) - Day 7

I'm kind of over this whole "writing about Portugal" thing because I'm forgetting a lot of what happened and I want to move on. Highlights:

-Superbock. 6 euro at the hotel? Fuuuuck.
-Lisbon subway system: kind of sketchy, blind singing beggars, and slow assholes. That’s apparently universal regardless of language: slow dick bags should be banned from public transit.
-When I smoke at 9:30 in Chicago it’s gross as hell. When the French people smoke after breakfast it’s cultural. Shit is sexy over there.
-Lots of fish/duck.
-Met a girl from Kazakhstan. Someone made a Borat joke. She didn’t like it.
-Portuguese waiters suck. 2 separate situations where people ordered something they didn’t like and the waiters’ response was “that’s how it’s done in Portugal.” Thanks, motherfucker, do I look local? Obrigado to you to, dick.
-Kazakhstan girl says they eat horses and everyone freaks out. It’s a landlocked country; you eat what’s walking around. I’d eat the shit out of a horse, no problem.
-Barrio Alto = place for German/Italian teenagers to get shitfaced and puke all over. Just a big alley with bars on either side and kids getting drunk off their asses.
-Stop offering me cocaine. Don’t just pull it out of your pocket and show me, bro. What is this country?
-No heroin either! Just let me take a picture!
-Castles.
-Haha, the eastern European crew stayed out too late and missed the last day of the conference.
-Portuguese insurance commissioner gives a long ass speech and the gist of it is basically: “give us more money to fix our economy.” I’m pretty sure the German crew is ready to carpet bomb the entire Iberian Peninsula and be done with this shit.
-Watch the Champions League final and order a sandwich with fries. 10 fries, to be exact. For all the jokes I make about portion control, it blows.
-We go to the dock area for the last night just in time to see the SS Edinburgh pull into port with shitfaced Englishmen
-Airplane home. Watched "True Grit" (awesome), "Driving Miss Daisy" (Oscar winning?), and something else. Business class is just the plushest thing out there.

Portugal day 2 (part 2) - 7 wasn't buster. Keep coming back.