Club a, the football hooligan and probably the best restaurant in town

We headed to to the new town in the morning, we jumped on the metro and got off at the northernest point, we got off the tram and it was battering it down with rain, we got under cover and luckily it died out. Copey had the map and we were walking for ages, we had taken the wrong road and ended up in the wrong direction, there was nothing much here so headed back to the new town. We walked to some big buildings and there was a giant white spike with what can only be described a a piece of turd half way down it. We got a picture and headed around the rest of the town, through a park with a mini zoo with peacocks and geese and swans in. Theres pretty much nothing in the new town its a bit rubbish so we walked through the old town and grabbed lunch in a hungarian restaurant, copey got goulash soup which he devoured sending the bowl back spotless, i had ribs which were brilliant its called st georges well worth a visit if your going bucharest. We walked to the shopping centre, i was after some more boxers 4 pairs wasnt enough i was sick of washing them and the clarkson system of wearing them more than once didnt seem appealing to me. I couldnt find any anywhere, the only onces where dodgy cut ones thatll hug you forever or the superman specials, i wasnt gonna wear them!

We walked to the parliament building that was called the peoples palace, you know the one where clarkson drove his sports car through the underground tunnels, unfortunetly we werent allowed in, maybe because we didnt have a sports car or want a tv personality, even my theo paphetis looks didnt help.

We went back to the hostel put my washing in the machine and got changed, the guy showed us some restaurants and clubs he recommended. We went to the restaurant cu cere du biere, it was packed out, they had dancers on but we were shoved in the balcony, it was roasting hot but it didnt matter the food was first class and very cheap to boot. We booked in the next night as we didnt want to sit up there again. We headed back to the same pub we were the other night to get some cocktails, we both chose the girliest cocktails going, both came out pink in proper girlie classes, we downed these and copey determined to get smashed before we hit the club ordered a long ice tea with 3 different shots in them.

We wandered the streets to find this club a , we had a map but couldnt find it, we had to ask a local who sent us through rape alley but he was right it was on the other side. We walked down the stair way into the basement, it was mental the dancefloor was full of locals dancing away, mentally to the music. We got a beer each it was £1 a bottle in the club well cheap, we walked over to one side of the dancefloor and some nobhead was dancing madly in front of us. Next minute a guy spoke romanian to me, i said english, he said is this your mate, we said no, he then gave this lad a mouthful and then began talking to me. Turns out this guy wants to come to england so he can fight the football hooligans especially from manchester, liverpool and millwall, he was a right nutter, we decided it was best to move round as soon as possible. It was getting late at this point and copey was smashed the cocktail worked, we left the club , copey grabbed a kebab on the way home which he threw at something on the way back, he was muttering about how he should of gone to karma sutra back in bulgaria! We made it back safe and sound copey even managed to brush his teeth in his drunken state, it was 4 am by the time we made it back.