Criminal

So the the reason why i was so angry and mad and hatting the world in milan is because of my shoes. In prague i tripped on the cobblestone allyways and the right soul started to fall of. No big deal i just safety pin it together and everythings as right as rain. Next iºm in greece and i notice that the left soul is coming off. Pretty much the whole thing is falling off. I try and safety pin in but itºs not working and all i can think is that iºll fix it at danielleºs. I attributed my foot problems to the souls coming off but i actually figued out that after i super glued the souls on and kept on walking around that i walk on the outside of my feet with the shoes on, especialy with my bag. So i threw them out at a train station because the pain was just so much i could barely walk. I still walk with a liimp right now and i keep thinking about the cane iºm going to have to buy and how cool itºs going to be. THis all happened then Milan i had to limp around for six hours looking for a bank. O i got money from an atm today it was exiting in ways i canºt even explain. Right so milan evil i wonºt go back unless i have slaves and a rickshaw and oodlous of money. We get to spain after a hurendous trip. Frace was stricking so it took us 2 and a half days when it should have taken us 9 hours. But we finally made it. We even celebrated with the sake we bought and iñ a rush we get off the train and it goes off suddenly shannon realises that she left her purse on the train. No big deal except her passport and trian pass were in it. We start rallying people who speak little english and together we locate the train and are off agian. We got the purse back intact nothing missing not even the money. I know what are the odds. Leaving barcelona was the problem. Have you heard of the basque, well now that they have been active for some time the way you get on a tain you scan your luggage in an xray machine but you donºt go through a metal detector. So of course me with my three knieves gets in trouble with the security i had to change trians and talk to the renfe people and have them walk me down through security and on to the train. I mean iºm a backpaker what kind of trouble am i going to cause. So thatºs all good and done until we realise that all train stations have these machines. So now everytime i get on a train i stuff the knife in the front of my pants and put on a baggy sweater. Itºs so fucked up. I could be packing nitro with a double fuse explosive rigged with a dead man switch over a trench coat and get through security but my bag getts scaned. So everytime i go through spain i have this horrible feeling they are going to look at me and say "we are searching people today everyone spread um" then iºll be thrown in jail. But entil then iºm going to keep up my villanous smuggling act. But iºm not sure they have anything like that in portugal, which is where i am. Lisbon to be exact. Iºm going to find a good pair of boots.