Amber in London.

Zooming back to 2003, london. I ended up meeting a girl, from north sydney in london. Well she was in my dorm room to be exact. We got chatting and found out we were both on the same haggis bus tour and leaving on the same day. What were the odds of that, I may ask?

Once our site seeing was done, it came time to leave for the haggis bus tour. Amber, was tall very skinny aussie girl. A hairdresser by trade, she came to london with everything and the bloody kitchen sink. I kid you not. When it came time to go to our haggis bus, we made the choice to take the underground. Thinking it would be easier and cheaper for us, compared to a black taxi. Our first mistake, which we learnt, when we came back to london. Would have cost us a total of 8 pounds and a lot less hassle.

One thing alot of aussies had problem with in england, was dressing for the weather. I was from tropical australia. I didn't really have the clothing for the environment, though I thought I did. So we all overdressed, when we got inside a place or the underground we started to all sweat to the bone. Due to central heating.

So getting back to my story, Amber and I dragged her numerious amount of bags and mine towards the underground to catch our subway to the haggis bus pick up point. Thinking its not going to be a problem at all. WE huffed and puffed, climbing up and down stairs. She was struggling with her gear, so as the bloody outback gentleman I was, I offered to carry as much of hers, as I could. Another mistake, lol. The first setback was her backpack straps broke.. Bang.. then another bag. I was thinking, she needed to sort out her shit..

We both overdressed in warm clothes. Once we hit the subway, carrying all the bags. Boy did we both start to sweat. It was fairly warm in the underground. We made it too the train and threw on our gear. As I was standing there checking all our bags.. Alot of new people boarded the train. I turned around to see amber pale white face, sweat pouring down it and her eyes rolling into the back of her head! I quickly grabbed her and started to strip her jackets off her. A few people looked at me funny. As I just suddenly turned around and began to rip clothes off this woman.. I realized their reactions and said I know her shes not too well. I got a few of her jackets off.. and sat her down.. LOL.. There was not much more I could do. It took her a few hours to recover..

What simply happen, She was about to pass out, I turned around and just caught her before she fell. But I could tell, how it appeared. Strange guy, Turns around and just attacks a girl and rips off her clothes! We laughed about this for a few days. What surprized us, that no one really, double checked to make sure I was telling the truth.. Guess life in the big city. I could have been a very bad man, a very bad man!!!