Where it all began... The day when we took our bags and headed on the arduous tour of lash. We almost missed the flight waiting for security, but somehow arrived just in the nick of time, then it was an overnight flight to Corfu. We got to the hotel so late it was early, but after little to no sleep we found no comfort in the heat of our rooms, so we had to head poolside. And so it began, the beers, the girls, the fry ups, all towards a night of ultimate oblivion.
Part One: The LADs Get on Tour - In which I met the others at the airport, we nearly missed our flights, flew off to Kavos, then barely got a wink of sleep.
Part Two: Poolside - In which we sat by the poolside and started getting tanked, despite not sleeping much, met our rather fit host for the holiday, one Nicola, then went to have a disgusting meal...
Part Three: Bar Crawl - In which we took to the town for the very first time, got our free shots, went to the Rolling Stone bar, struggled through exhaustion with vodka Red Bulls, then danced to speed garage...
Part Four: Smashville - In which I tried and failed to chat up a jock bird, lost the others, collapsed under the tree, attempted to walk back to the hotel, realised I would never make it, got a taxi to the wrong address, then paid the taxi driver too much money.