The Worst 24 Hours Of Kos
WARNING - RUDE LANGUAGE!
I nearly put the worst 24 hours of my life but that may be slightly dramatic...yet at the time it certainly felt like it!
Paint party. Something I've always wanted to go to and was really looking forward to. I saved my LBD for that night as I thought it would look really good covered in paint and for once we didn't mind having to do the pub crawl as it meant we would be getting our face painted before hand. Sadly the night wasn't as great as I thought it would be.
(Instead of writing the whole incident out like a diary please take the story in bullet point form to show my anger to what happened, the ability for the post to not be three pages long and cause I don't have the time to go into intense detail).
- The Pub crawl seemed intensely longer then normal due to having to wait till the last pub (in around 2 hours time after leaving the hotel) to get our face painted
- We weren't drunk enough to play party games
- Especially if it meant making a fool out of ourselves
- One of the sleasy reps kept trying way to hard to get one of my friends to like him
- On the plus side she got a free cigarette out of it even if we did all judge her
- No-one wanted to hear the bar girl sing please stop letting her
- Seriously it was good song and the rep would not stop trying to be funny and making her sing when she couldn't sing (Sorry random girl)
- The face paint was a mad rush and depending on did it depended on how good it was
- No-one actually wanted to be there
- They were basically forcing people to go buy drink by dragging everyone to the bar
- We still weren't drunk enough for the games and activities they wanted us to do
- If this girl said she you wanted to go back to the hotel and play cards against humanity one more time I was going scream
- Of course she had to say it again!!
- How come our other set of friends never come on the bar crawls? How do they get away with it?
- Why did the last bar we go to be the furthest away from the club?
- Were we really going to sing all the way to the club like we have done every single night?
- HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW THE WORDS WE'VE BEEN SINGING THE SAME SONG ALL WEEK
- Seriously why couldn't people stop walking in front of the reps cause it was only making them walk slower and made them look like more of a dick
- Why did we seriously have to queue and go in small groups, there is no-one else here
- Oh yay sheets everywhere to slip on!!
- Over the top expensive bar, no thank you
- Its now midnight, thats 5 hours of pub crawling I won't get back
- Entertaining yourself for three hours till the paint with crap music is way too difficult when you haven't had a drink
- Why the reps felt the need to make us squat on the floor till we were screaming at them I have no idea
- Here's a little tip but if everyone around you is currently squating on the floor dragging you down and shouting to kneel on the floor so we could all get up, just do it
- Another tip, if the girl you were getting with at the time then squats down don't just stand there like an idiot because everyone will want to kill you
- Yep lets all shout wanker at the guy, my knees hurt cause of you
- The fact that we were all shouting and now starting to stand up to leave because it was becoming a joke still didn't make them start the paint
- When they did start the paint they stopped it straight after because 'we didn't stay down long enough' Why we didn't leave then I have no idea
- We were all so tightly packed together you couldn't move at all making it really difficult to enjoy it
- Instead of just aiming the paint everywhere it was like the reps were purposely trying to get people in the eye making people just walk off or leave
- I was too short to even get hit by the paint
- Luckily I made a great friend (Ice-cream) that let me go on his shoulders the whole time whilst keeping Tasha in front of us and not letting anyone even try and push us out the way
- Ice-cream jumping whilst I was on his back has to be one of the weirdest experiences
- Somehow I managed to kick another friend in the head whilst he was getting with a girl...opps
- Megan had to leave the dance floor early due to getting paint on her contacts preventing her from seeing
- Some guy tried to get with Tasha after hitting into her and when she said no he did it again and left
- It wasn't until a couple minutes after when she dragged me and ice-cream off the floor cause she felt like that experience was just too weird that we noticed that our phones were stolen from her bag
- The worst thing is, it was a last minute decision to even bring my phone
- We both had money and our keys in the bag as well which we would have been so much happier if he took instead
- No matter how hard we looked we could not find him anywhere and no-one said that they saw someone with that description
- None of the reps even cared enough to listen to what we were trying to say to them
- The security told us they saw someone really suspicious leave about 10 minutes ago matching our description
- Whilst walking home with Charlie and ice-cream a group of lads decided to scream abuse at us and of course didn't like it when we all scream back (nearly in unison) to f-off back
- This resulted in them driving back towards us and throwing what we really hoped was water and not cum which is what it felt like at us
- Why people feel the need to argue about what you should do instead of just ask what we felt like doing as it was our phones, I have no idea
- Luckily we managed to get the address of the police station via the hotel owner cause our reps were no help at that point
- Just because Tasha and I couldn't bear to hear our friends argue over the stupidest things we decided to go to bed early
- Well earlier then most nights seeing as it was about 4am by this point
- Getting woken up an hour later by Megan going 'are you guys asleep yet' didn't help
- The fact that our alarm went off at 9 in the morning and we all just turned it off and went straight to sleep should have been a sign to how bad the day was going to be
- After sending our friends, Megan included, off with all the reps to go on what was meant to be the biggest party of the week, the all day boat party, Tasha and I headed to the taxi station
- This was obviously after numerous arguments with people saying how we couldn't go cause we need a report within 24 hours of the item being stolen and there was no way we could do it after the boat party as we would have been intoxicated and no we didn't want anyone else to come with us
- Thank you to everyone that offered obviously
- After getting breakfast at the nearest shop we started our journey to the police station
- We were so mugged off on the price, we were told by all the reps (who cared now that we couldn't ruin their night and had the potential to stop a large group of people from going on the boat party to stay with us) that it would be €8 each way and we ended up having to pay €15 each way. We were not happy
- The police station looked like an abandoned building making us think that we were ripped off yet again
- Thankfully it wasn't
- After explaining what happened they told us it would take 10 days to produce a stolen report
- 10 F-ING DAYS JUST TO WRITE A REPORT?!
- Instead, just so we could get a report instantly, we said that we lost it instead and was then able to go on our way
- Thankfully the taxi driver stayed even tho we said that he didn't need to (we panicked)
- Yet again another €15 gone
- Annoyingly (more then all the previous events?) the whole experience took less then an hour meaning if we did leave at 9 am like we planned we would have been able to go to the boat party as well
- Instead we ended up walking around the town, getting presents for our families and make the most of the scenery
- Until our friends got back we relaxed by the pool and soaked up the sun and just tried not to think about anything - probably the best part of the whole day
- Well that and Megan getting a watermelon tattooed onto her vagina
- Sadly the last party, the white party, really wasn't enjoyable, even if the boys did paint their faces white and wore their bed sheets as togas!
Thankfully my pictures all backed up but sadly we lost all of Tasha's which is the most annoying as she had the best pictures!
At the end of the day we are all fine and it was still the best holiday that I've been on!
That's the end of my Greece holiday posts, it's been over a month, I still don't have my new phone and still have the holiday blues. When can I leave England again?
Talk to you later x
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