Going to Convento With My Portuguese MySpace Buddy Helder

Club Convento 300x225 Going to Convento With My Portuguese MySpace Buddy HelderIn the evening I called my MySpace buddy Helder. Well I should say acquaintance because I only started talking to him the week before and communication was difficult cos my Portuguese isn’t all that. However he seemed to know a lot of clubs in Lisbon and offered to take us to a club in Santo Amaro called Convento on Calçada Marquês de Abrantes 38A.

Helder came with his friend Ugo. We arranged to meet for 11, and lo and behold they turned up at some time past one. Luckily we figured from talking to him on the phone a couple times that he was not likely to be on time, so we stayed in bed until he called to say that they were outside. We then got ready and went downstairs to meet them.

I love clubs in Lisbon! They had ladies night, so you get in free and then get 4 free drinks on top of that! That never happens here in London. (Or am I out of touch?) If you get in somewhere free, you sure as hell aren’t gonna get free drinks too!

We were meant to be detoxing, but that all went out the window with the free drinks. There is a catch though. After about an hour when the second floor downstairs opened up that was the only place you could get the free drinks from, which sucked because that bar was crowded as hell! The idea was good though.

Here are some pictures

Me with Helder and Ugo:

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Ruth with Helder and Ugo:

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The Rocky Horror show

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In the cab on the way home:

When we left the club I think they thought they were going home with us. It was Ruth that first mentioned that it was strange for them to get in our cab when they lived in the opposite direction.

When we arrived at the guesthouse they got out the cab too, but kinda stood around. We said goodbyes and left. Walking up the stairs to the door of the guesthouse my phone started ringing. It was Helder. I couldn’t understand what he was saying. I heard the word sleep, so I was like,

“Sleep… huh?”

Ruth heard me say sleep and insisted that he was telling us to sleep well, so I was like,

“Yeah you too. Night!”  While Ruth was in the background shrieking,

“Don’t let the bed bugs bite.”

When we got in there was a text message,

“ME END MY FRIEND SLEEP WITH YOU AND YOUR FRIEND TONIGHT. SAY SAMTHING YES OR NO”

Man, I knew he was saying something dodgy. I swear we couldn’t stop cracking up and saying,

“Say samthing… say samthing.”

Ruth kept asking me,

“Who am I gonna go with, huh? The guy that comes up to my waist or the one that just grunts?”

We would then crack up all over again.

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We just couldn’t get how he could be so brazen on the text message, but wouldn’t dare say anything while we were there. In fact there was little communication all night. There wasn’t even any flirting or anything whatsoever, so how did he even think him and his friend were gonna come to ours for one big ol’ orgy? He did however send me a message on MySpace when I got back apologising for any misunderstandings (not that I misunderstood, but anyway) so I have forgiven his moment of madness.

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