Twas the day after Christmas, we probably had the hottest day in Cape Town EVER and were given tickets to watch Zebra and Giraffe play at Kirstenbosch. (Thanks Tatty) So we met up with the crowd in the boiling hot sun, almost melting our faces off. Gerry looked like Patrick Ewing in the 4th quarter, he was glistening like one of those guys from Twilight in the sun.
Obviously we turned to our trusty friend to keep us cool, Mr Booze, and he was flowing as usual. A couple of bottles of Blush, some wine, throw in a couple of Brutal Fruits and of course beers and things were either starting to get cooler or our senses just kept dulling. Either way we were able to handle the heat, sit back and enjoy some Zebra & Giraffe.
Did I mention there was Blush? Yes lots of it. The ladies were sucking it down like mother milk.
The ladies were able to sneak in and grab a pic with Greg Carlin after the show. (Lead vocals and guitar or ‘kituar’ as Lol was pronouncing it) Giggling like little school girls I had to try explain to Greg that they don’t get out much and unlike me (being a famous blogger) they aren’t used to being around famous people.
The ladies got a little champagne wasted and decided they also wanted to be rock stars. Pity Spur and Vis weren’t there with their guitar hero (FYI #Best wedding present EVER) otherwise we would have tried to hook that up and have a jam session on the stage. They weren’t even booed off the stage, but a few of the guys in the crowd were shouting ‘show us your tits love’. And when I say guys, I mean me.
After leaving Kirstenbosch we decided we should hit Hooters, sounding like a great idea at the time. It was closed, not cool! So was De Kelder and Bunker Bar. Feeling defeated we put our tails between our legs, we went to McDonalds, pretty much the only place left open and ended off at my house. (Or my parents house) Tatty having a ‘quick’ power nap failed miserably and was out for the entire night.- Good thing she did because that double Quarter Pounder with cheese of hers was awesome the next morning.
Lucky enough Habid and I were able to catch the Man United game a few hours late since I had it on PVR, the ladies all nursing ‘pre-hangovers’ decided that they couldn’t handle the pace and slowly started fading.
Another good day/night out. Check out the bands web site
Looking forward to New Years!
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