Edinburgh -- city of arrogance, pseudo-culture, and the worlds largest collection of drunken Australians (outside of Australia)-- all on display the last day of every year. Sadly, while the first two are regular exhibits, the "slurring down under while up north" presentation can only be seen at and around the Edinburgh Hogmanay street party. Which just happens to be the largest street party in Europe.
Without parents near enough to make the threat of dismemberment credible, I've been debating whether to hop on the wee train and see the mayhem first hand. It would be like christmas candy, just with blood and puke and public urination... which is so much better!?! Right?
The Glasgwegian syndicate of Mr. Miyagi in the highly acclaimed "Hypothermia, Puke, and Burgers for £6" gives rookie party goers 7 basic guidelines. 5 of the 7 involve handcuffing yourself to friends so as not to get separated and/or singly mugged (apparently group muggings are considerably more enjoyable). The remaining two rules involve copious amounts of warm clothing and a transporter beam (to make a fast exit if and when necessary).
Alas, I won't be making it to this annual mother-of-all-destruction since I'm base-jumping in Glasgow that night. And ya'll thought I hadn't any common sense.
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On the subject of base-jumping...thought this Irn-Brew commercial was tops: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gm2gLmJD02w
ReplyDeleteIf you don't know what Irn-Brew is that only means that you've never been to Scotland and thereby lack all meaningful knowledge... but I digress. If you don't know what Irn-Brew is then you probably have never had a deep-fried Mars bar, deep-fried pizza, or deep-fried mince pie. And ya'll thought the Scots weren't culinary explorers.