baron_von_carlton wrote:My friend returned safely from North Korea and she brought me propaganda posters.
Awesome - any chance you could post some pics of them?
Also - how did she manage to get in/out...was there a special visa she had or other dispensation for being there without being arrested?
Haven't received them yet. We live in diferent countries.
She got her visa sorted in Shanghai. Pretty easy to do from what i can gather. Quite a lot of tourists going there now. Obviously it's all regimented. You get met by an official government guide straight off the plane, you must go where they tell you to go and follow their instructions at all times.
tr0tsky wrote:
InI man nuh go to nah rasclot independent ethnic butchers seen.
Selassie-I man shop in Morrisons.
baron_von_carlton wrote:She got her visa sorted in Shanghai. Pretty easy to do from what i can gather. Quite a lot of tourists going there now. Obviously it's all regimented. You get met by an official government guide straight off the plane, you must go where they tell you to go and follow their instructions at all times.
All things considered, that seems quite reasonable.
found a discogs seller with loads of wicked old school garage and hardcore tunes for a few quid each, and he's agreed to a courier so postage is going to be really cheap too
Wow, I was sitting in my room blasting tunes when "Slow Country" by Gorillaz came on. That's been one of my favorite songs since I was a little kid, I was just rushed with happiness.
Wow, I was sitting in my room blasting tunes when "Slow Country" by Gorillaz came on. That's been one of my favorite songs since I was a little kid, I was just rushed with happiness.
Today has been funny as fuck. Boiler Room five a side was basically siting about around rinsing beer and chatting shit. Then some guy gets on the decks out of nowhere and starts playing Fat Freddies drop- cays crays. We just full on sprinted from one side of the park to the other to hear that then its was just tune after tune for a good hour blagged some free food somehow, got a free bag/badge/tshirt aswell.
Voice is ruined from shouting and mucking about now to wait up for a few hours to see my other mates!
Tonight I realised I love life. Sat by the riverbank watching the sun coming up after a night out and I realised I am a lucky, lucky man. Had a deep think about life and I should be grateful for all the opportunities I've had. Got a shitload of money to spend, travelling to outlook and to Corsica with my 2 best mates. This morning I realised what a lucky tnuc I am.