ok.
arrived in st petersburg at 11pm.
i love st petersburg, especially during ‘white nights’.
so i check into my hotel.
clean up my luggage(a carton of rice milk had exploded).
and the phone rings and it’s johnny knoxville and steve-o and they’re in the hotel bar getting drunk(i’m still not sure why they were/are in st petersburg, but i believe that they’re flying to siberia today).
so, well, i joined them and the wild boys extended family and we drank vodka and went to a disco and did some disco dancing and now it’s 5 a.m and i’m back at the hotel getting ready to go to sleep.
in the grand scheme of ‘random things that happen in hotels’ i have to rank getting a call from the jackass crew in st petersburg as being close to the top.
g’night.
moby
