Incoherent Rugby report

Saturday: Got up early, got the train and ended up in Cardiff in a train jam-packed with people. It was insane. The station was packed, the city was packed. I'm surprised they didn't close it up and put signs up saying 'City full, sorry'. So we hung around for a bit, before making our way to the stadium. It was a reasonable game, though I had the loudest Australian in the WORLD directly behind me. It was very annoying. To the point where a little Australian woman next to me actually apologised on her country's behalf when he went for a drink.

After the game we had some drinks and then went to the hotel. By then we were all very tired, yet all were embarrassed to admit that we didn't want to go back into town. Fortunately Rob was manly enough to say it and so we had a meal at the Harvester next to the Travelodge. Partly due to alcohol, mostly due to tiredness, it was a rather random meal with everyone talking utter nonsense.

Sunday: Went back into town and looked around the docks and the bay. Had breakfast at an expensive French place with aesthetically pleasing but incompetent staff, before going to the Fiji/Canada game. This was much better and was closely fought to the very last second. Fiji won but there was a try from Canada which was disallowed for some reason. After that game went to a couple of pubs before managing to secure a nice table in the Walkabout where we remained for the next five hours, consuming a worryingly large amount of vodka with coke, lime and lemon, and even white chocolate. This was followed by burgers and cheesy chips before finding a taxi driver who seemed worryingly intent on finding the cornering limits of his Mercedes C220 CDI.

Monday: Rob had to go work so he got a train at Stupid o'clock. Andy, Em and I got a taxi into town later on and had a really good breakfast at a cafe recommended by the taxi driver. It looked small but went back for ages, and you could build your own breakfast. Mine cost just £1.50. In fact, when everything was totalled, it came to £9.99. Less than just one of us at the silly French place. This was followed by lusting over technoporn (Apple shop), instruments (music shop), various purses (TK Maxx) and various other places. Then we got the train and the bus back, which was a bit of a drag. The weather up here seems unsettled. I was trying to unlock the Discovery and it suddenly started hailing, so of course I tried quicker to get the key in and got it horribly wrong.

Anyway, this was just a mind vomit. Photos will be coming along soon.