Okay so now you know about my 1st day in Norway but you don't know that much! I need to implement about what I did during the remaining three and half days of my stay out there. So the second day in Norway, Nizza and I woke up at 3pm (lol)! I was refreshened and ready to hit on the hot Norwegians and take a dip into their tight and deep fjords! That's how Nizza and I happenedd to get to Stavanger by train and stop at the Radisson Blu Hotel downtown. Her friends Odd and Magnum had booked a room for the weekend as they knew there would be a Volleyball tournament with international teams, hot girls and big parties.
We proceeded to their room, introduced ourselves and chatted a bit and then Nizza and I left to go sightseeing around the Stavanger harbrour. It was slightly grey and rainy outside so we had to carry ur umbrellas around to take photos. As I'm a picaholic myself, I guess I annoyed the shit out of Nizza for taking photos of everything every two seconds lol!
We gathered around old town Stavanger which was very attractive with its small wooden houses which reminded me of photos that I had seen of Reykjavik (Iceland). The old town was a "must-see" and was calm and nice. We then tangled around the harbour heading East and passed next to the Volleyball tournament where Norway was playing against Brazil. There was tension in the air but I guess they were trying to lower it a little by playing "Call On Me" lol!!! The players were all truthfully edible and were shaped like Gods which made my firefighter display its hose (!). Nizza and I were intrigued by a dark Brazilian player who was more fit than a marble statue, had long toned legsm a tight ass and a jawdropping jaw! I'm such a stalker; I shamelessly took several photos of his buns right in front of him and posted them on Facebook lol!!!
Nizza showed me around (the Dom Kirke, the weird statues, the tower of Stavanger, the colorful houses, the pubs, etc.) and agreed to follow me to McDonald's to déguster a Daim McFlurry. This has become a tradition among us. We then headed back to the hotel by walking next to the pond and harassing the nasty swans. Once we got back to her friends' hotel room, we started drinking heavily. Nizza forced me to drink a lot as she would remind me it costs so much to drink in Norway; I should get drunk before going out and therefore save a lot of pesos. I agreed and followed my Norwegian master's instructions.
We basically drank Captain Morgan mixed with Coke, Danish Carlsberg's beer and local Norwegian beers. As the temperature in the room was getting warmer and warmer, I decided to take off my jacket and reveal my über-sexuell t-shirt that read "come over for some sex and pizza"! Being a horny gay man myself, I noticed right at the beginning that Nizza's ex-boyfriend, Odd (that was his name) was quite odd about me; he would gaze into my eyes in a very gay manner. By gay I mean both joyful and queer! For an unbeknownst reason, we started discussing our heights and staturea. That's when Nizza said Odd and I were about the same height.
I had been standing next to him a few minutes ago and as I had been able to notice, I was pretty sure I stood a few centimeters taller than him. That's when we stood up back to back and compared. Nizza's verdict was that I was indeed, a few cms taller. Odd was 1m84 and so I guess I'm like 1m87 or something.
Anyways, let's not get lost into insignificant details; the reason why I brought this up is because Odd seemed to have a become incredibly excited after our buns touched! He said hey Rodzilla,do you workout or do any special training? I humbly replied I had been working out at the gym and did some swimming as well but was wondering why he was asking.
