So quick update - Elliot came home eventually and is currently living at my parents until we move out in Jan and I found a job! Yay! We are both working at flight centre as travel agents, I am based in Soho, Elliot is in Fulham. So I have been there around a month now and was invited on the shop trip to Poland! (random I know) There were 9 of us altogether Brewer street past and present and we started the weekend off in the holiday inn at Stansted airport where we ate dinner and played some drinking games which we stopped before things started to get violent. The flight was at 6am and by the end of the 1 hour flight we had drunk the plane out of prosecco! We also drunkenly decided the night before that it was a fantatic idea to get a limo to pick us up at the airport so that happened!

We dumped are stuff in the hotel which was amazing and costs roughly £4 a night, not that we were paying anyway.

We head straight to the christmas markets and get mulled wine and hotdogs. They have so many flavours of mulled wine to try my fave was blueberry! Then we went on a random rollercoaster and contuine with our fantastic game! In Wroclaw there are hunders of small gnome statues all over the city in different positions some are easy to find and others are harder. Whenever you see one you have to to shout and then you get to give someone a gnome-anation! 1 shot for a gnome on the floor and 2 shots for one off the floor, so obviously we were all pretty pissed by midday. We go back to the hotel to get changed (we were all wearing xmas jumpers) and we get some more drinks sent up to the room, play cards against humanity and long story short, some 90s music later the beds are flipped, and there are crisps all over the room. Feeling very sorry for whoever had to clean that up the next day. So most of us make it out to a restraunt where we order sooo much food, much of which doesn't get eaten but everything is so cheap noone cares, Franki leaves before the food even arrives to go home and go to bed and the rest of us head out to a club, where we buy a bottle of Ciroc vodka, sparkers the lot: £9! Because Poland! very proud of myself for lasting the night! The next day we do some sightseeing and go to a pub, order a keg of beer and Millie gives us a quiz on Wroclaw! Which i win! Along with the best gnome selfie! theres some sort of important footbal game on so the girls (minus franki as she is a foot bull nut) get drunk in the corner. Xavier stops the cab on the way to airport to vom and after a very crazy 48 hours we are back to Stansted with sore heads and work in the morning.