So once again we have gravitated toward a town with an amusing name (that is, if you share our particularly immature brand of childlike humour). We’re in Kolin, in the Czech Republic and we’re doing another random interview with another random local for our documentary. This time we’re interviewing a restaurant owner about nothing in particular and the topic suddenly changes to the oddly spelt town of Brno which happens to be nearby. This guy starts telling us that for some inexplicable reason, all the women in Brno are unbelievably attractive. We’ve seen this unexplained phenomena before. When we were in France we stopped by the little town of Toulouse and were dumbfounded by the huge number of beautiful women. Coupled with the sexy, sexy, French accent, our tongues were hanging out of our mouths for the entire duration of our stay. So as you can imagine, as soon as the interview was over, we were in Vandamme, our course set for Brno, our tongues poised in anticipation.
If I have learnt anything from this trip it is to fully trust in anything that anyone who owns a restaurant has to say. As a matter of fact, anytime I am facing a crisis in my life from this point forward, I will find the nearest restaurant and seek advise from the wise and all knowing owner. Brno has the same quantity of hot chicks you would expect to find in a high school chicken incubator. The same quantity of gorgeous honeys you would expect to find at a condiment beauty pageant. The same quantity of fit birds that you would expect to find in a bird gymnasium. A lot. It was uncanny. Were these eye-catching anomalies all born here or did they congregate from around the land? It seemed they were all local, which disproved any notion that there was some kind of conspiracy going on. But there’s more to a town than a few hundred pretty faces so we eventually stopped trying to analyze the reasons behind this freakish occurrence and went to check out what the rest of the town had to offer. And what did we find? Mummies.
Through our good old friend the internet we discovered that Brno is the resting place for a
IMPORTANT NOTE: THE REST OF THIS JOURNAL HAS SOMEHOW BEEN LOST. I HAVE LOOKED FOR IT. I CANNOT FIND IT. REST ASSURED, THERE WERE MUMMIES. I CANNOT EXTRAPOLATE RIGHT NOW AS I’M BUSY MAKING THOSE FANCY HEADERS YOU SEE UP THE TOP OF THE WEBSITE THERE, WITH THE JOURNAL NUMBER AND THE LITTLE PHOTOS ON THEM. THEY LOOK ALRIGHT, DON’T THEY? AM I DISTRACTING YOU FROM THE FACT THAT THIS JOURNAL IS A TRAIN WRECK? IF YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW ABOUT THE MUMMIES, BUY THE DVD AND WATCH THE MUMMY EPISODE! STOP BEING A TIGHT ARSE AND SCROUNGING OFF OUR FREE CONTENT!!!
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