My Worst VomitWe all love a drink. Some of us love them so much they want to see them again on the way out of their mouths. I once got caught by surprise by the boozy sickness while chatting to some friends in my kitchen. Quick as a flash I grabbed a nearby pan and chundered away merrily in it. Realising it was probably time for bed I staggered off to my room. Unfortunately, my co-ordination failed just as I reached the landing and I somersaulted down the entire flight of stairs with my saucepan full of vomit. Beat that!
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chthonic, Thu 19 Aug 2004, 21:00)
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Jakarta JiveI wouldn't normally admit to vomming up, but this story is rather special.
I had just moved back to Jakarta after a 6-year absence. To celebrate my return, I was met at the airport by my mate and we drank our way across the city from Kota to Kemang. Some time in the morning we decide to break in to the Hilton to swim in the pool. I am feeling woozy. As we pull up to the roadblock (since the Marriot bomb all the hotels in Jakarta have heavy security) I realise it's not going to stay down. But the car is being approached by four edgy soldiers with rifles. So rather than make a sudden dash for the bushes and get shot, I decide to forget about my dignity and chuck quietly in the taxi.
Then we calmly and coolly walked through the Hilton hotel, dripping with vom, stripped naked and swam in the pool.
(, Mon 23 Aug 2004, 4:26, Reply)
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