The party went very well, i wish i could write more but i was drunk. Unfortunatly, i was so drunk, i seemed to have upset one of the Norwegian girls and she stormed out of our room at 6 in the morning. lol sorry Eleña

I awoke the next day, with the worst hangover of my life, yet dertmined to have a a great last night with George and Harry. I did have a great night; unfortunatly, George and Harry did not come out and take part in it. Me and Phil were a little at a loss to what do to; luckily, a genius Sweedish girl, suggested we go to a strip-club. However, when we got there, there was not a stripper in sight, there was however a breakdance battle. Which was entertaining, for a while....Mexicans are just not good at being cool. After a wee bit, and a few free drinks, from the owner, he sprung on us the twist that we were infact the strippers. Alas, i was not very good. We then went to the Barfly (i know, even in Mexico) after talking to many girls from various nationalities there, i came to the conclusion that i miss English girls and i was wasting a very valuable national resource by sticking up my nose at those paroxide blonde sluts that used to repulse me so much.

I was too tired and spaced to give George and Harry the tearful farewell they deserved, but i will see you two back in England, soon x