16 hours with the Etonians

February 25th - 26th 2013

Yes, I am devoting an entire log entry to the bus journey with my best friends. Buy then again, I'm typing this whilst on a 24 hour bus up the coast of Chile, so not every journey is enjoyable I guess.

So I see my buddies and I ask the one who had claimed to be a 'Hammer mate' whether he knew the score of Tottenham vs West Ham, but he didn't and therefore he was totally useless to me. However he then stopped to ask what seat I was in and if I could 'be a massive ledge'. 
'Do you mind swapping seats with my mate Rory? He's on his own and if you move then the boys are all together!'
'Is it a window seat?'
'Can't guarantee you a window seat mate!'
'Oh okay i'm not gonna move then'
'Fair enough mate.'
Fucking bender. So I had my window seat and I was sat with Tobes, he was beyond posh. So he'd been rejected by Oxbridge twice, he went to Eton, he was 'making the most of my gap yah mate' oh, and of course he rowed... And played Rugby Union. He couldn't understand how I preferred league.

So Tobes mate, what did you all do to save up? Well Chadders worked in a prep school, in fact all of them did. But he's such a liability mate he got fired like twice so I imagine he's living out of the pocket mate. 
Oh okay, that sounds amazing. What did you do Tobes? Oh well I worked as a Maths asistant in a 'state school in Chalk Farm'. Ah man, sounds tough. Yeah mate like I just didn't get it, people there were not at all driven like us Etonians..... 'But that was actually volunteer work so my Dad paid me'.
Oh I see.
So what did you do mate? Oh me? I just worked on building sites around London, some sites I arrived at 7am and left at 7pm - I was a labourer for 6 months. 
Mate I can imagine that was absolute banter, like breaks all the time and just all the lads at the cafe?! No, actually most were pretty poor and a lot couldn't speak English very well.

Anyway, they were gonna spend like 3 days at Foz (you need less than one) and Tobes had a cousin who owned a ranch in Argentina so him, Chadders and Hugo ('cos we all ride' of course) were all 'gonna be riding round the ranch for two weeks pretending to be Gauchos!'

This was the end of my conversation and I said goodbye as soon as I got off the bus. They all seemed to be going to universities that I'd rejected.  I wonder if I'll see them again...