pritchard's blog part 2

hello everyone, as I promised the other day to keep up with my blog here you go.


Mexico seems so long ago when I last did my blog as so much stuff has happend. Mexico was really good and I enjoyed it very much apart from the food. Don’t get me wrong some of the stuff is nice but a lot of it is not up my street and it gave me bad heartburn. Im a real fussy fucker when it comes to food and I always strive to eat proper healthy stuff being a chef myself.
Daint and me have got ourselves a Volkswagen Beatle to drive round inn so we head up into the mountains in it to do some filming involving wasps and a nakedness. As we drive up the re the heavens opened up big time so much so there were rivers flowing through the streets it was nuts. We complain about the rain back home but when it fucking rains here it rains. We make it through the weather and the crazy drivers and it to the jungle in one piece. We spend all day filming then went out for some food and beers later on in the night. Tomorrow we've got an early start as we've got a 6-hour drive to the remote village on the top of a mountain.
Wake up early and jump into the mini bus for our long drive through some of the best roads I’ve seen. One min your in the hustle and bustle of Oaxaca next your in the desert and then were on the edge of a mountain god knows how many thousands of foot up with a similar size drop and mud slides everywhere. To say it was a bit sketchy is an understatement. We arrive at our hotel and eat food and chill while the crew goes in search of the shaman we were to spend the night with and me and daint sun bathed watching the world go by. Night time falls and we head up into a little village where our shaman lives and I have a funny feeling this is going to be on of the maddest but special experiences of my life. The Beatles, jimmy Hendricks and magic Johnson have been up here and done what were about to do (cant tell you too much more as you'll have to wait till it's shown on our screens) and I cant wait.
This morning my mind is all over the place after last night and only gets very little sleep and the thought of that 6-hour drive back to Oaxaca is not very appealing at all. Can you imaging feeling the way I did and then being confronted by a load of military guards all with machine guns pulling us over in on the edge of a mountain to search us????????? Yep I shit it in my mind but obviously played the cool dude so they wouldn’t suspect anything, saying that it was most prob written all over my face. The drive wasn’t that bad in the end and we arrived back in Oaxaca safe and sound. We had a quick shower and headed to the rodeo bullring to have some fun with the cowboys. A load of people turned up and it was like our version of going to the rugby or football. We ended up dressed as clowns getting pissed right up on mescal (their local brew and very potent) with the cowboys and they took us to their local bar for more. I really enjoyed the night and they were all good company and up for a right laugh.
I’ve all of a sudden got this thing for beads (ones you wear round your neck etc) and Mexico is full of them so I went on a mission to buy a load of them to find myself very disappointed as all the dye on the buggers ran all over my clothes and skin and whenever they came into contact with water they just dissolved. Rip off. I was determined to find myself some decent ones though which I did.
Today were on our way to Acapulco to get loco with some wrestlers which im looking forward too. We were up at 4am to catch our plane and we arrived in paradise. I didn’t know too much about Acapulco but when we arrived I was greeted by shit loads of bar's and god knows how many clubs, my kind of place, then I was told by our director (Jim hickey) we were only going to be here 12 hours and we were going to the Philippines. The words GUTTED entered my mind straight away. We get to our hotel complete with swimming pool and holidaymakers and I head down for a few pre gig beers with the crew racking my mind whether to go out after the wrestling and just rock'n'roll it and go partying with no sleep and then jump onto my flight to the Philippines. We go to the nacho Libra event that was totally amazing and I get very feverish and ill. 2 paracetemols later and in a blanket shivering and sweating I realize I aint going partying but straight to bed. I wake in my own sweat at 4am for our flight feeling much better if not a little weak with the horror in my mind to our 4 flight's and 30 hr journey to manila in the Philippines via Oaxaca, Mexico city, la, Japan then to manila whilst passing the date line, jetlag here we fucking go. To cut a long starry short I jumped on every plane smacked some sleeping tablets and booze down my neck and forgot about it all. We had a bit of a stay in Japan airport and were instantly impressed with their efficiency and that they still have smoking rooms. When I say smoking rooms these buggers look like vip rooms for smokers complete with nice lighting, lighters, nice seats etc then I go for a plop in the toilet and the bloody thing wiped my arse for me hahaha I love Japan. I went on a mad shopping spree in the airport too.
Arrive in manila feeling like a smelly tramp with a sweaty gooch that resembled that of a fat man's and met our fixer (inky) and headed to a much needed 5 star hotel. We arrive at the hotel and im fucking smiling like Pete Doherty looking at a black bag full of crack. Yep the hotel is amazing so I headed straight upstairs for a shower and straight to our hotel bar for a beer. Everyone comes down one by one all full of smiles and full of beans ready for a night out in manila. We jump into our taxi and arrive at LA bar with people in the street whacking Viagra into your face along with condoms and all screaming for money (reality check) then we get into the bar and BANG straight away women all over us and all I hear all night from them is "you have nice tattoo, how long it take, nice tattoo, nice tattoo" this I find after spending a week here is what I was to hear every min of the day (laughter). Because we knew we had a day off the next day we got fucking trollied and played pool all night getting our arse's kicked by women (their very good at pool over here).
I wake today at 10am feeling not too bad considering and went straight to the hotel pool to catch some sun. I’ve been away from my training schedule now for a long time so when I heard they had a gym I spent an hour and a half working out, 100 lengths of the pool a jog and a bike ride. In the afternoon we all decided to go for a wander around manila which was very eye opening, the extreme poverty was just horrible to see with kids as young as 5 running across roads begging for money, people sleeping in gutters etc then there's us living it up in a 5 star hotel. It makes you think and we don’t realize how lucky we are. I hate karaoke with a passion and that’s the next bar we we were heading for. Everyone sang their song then they picked 'let it be' by the Beatles for me, after a bit of persuasion I got up and sang then ended up singing green green grass of home by tom Jones haha. I was fucking smashed by the time we left and then went back to LA bar and then got my head down.
I woke up feeling like road kill and headed down for filming which was spent in the market doing the most disgusting stuff. Such an impressive market though with so much choice.
Stayed inn tonight had some food and put my head down. Woke at 6am and went to the hotel pool for 2 hours and then went for a jog along the coast in searing heat then joined Sam (cameraman) in the pool for stupid swimming comps.
We hooked up with a gang called 'herin baker' today who were wielding huge machete's, once again I cant tell you what happened with them but put it this way it's the worst pain I’ve ever witnessed and again an experience I’ll never forget.
Today were leaving our hotel to go into the jungle in subic (the largest U.S military base), which will take 3 hours in our mini bus. After leaving the hustle and bustle of manila we hit the motorway traveling past hundreds of paddy fields full of rice with a sunset to die for it was amazing. I was listening to Elton johns 'don’t let the sun go down on me' at the time what a coincidence. we arrived at subic and the place is so westernized and full of restaurants bars, clubs etc it's a proper holiday place this and I spot a casino yeh haaaaaa i know what im doing tonight. After a typical dainton winding Pritchard up big time event in our hotel room I leave with 2 huge lumps on my head with all the boys to the casino, Pritchard is in his element. Grab a beer and sat at the black jack table and before I know it im at the cash point. It was a good night with all of us round one table laughing, winning, loosing and getting pissed. I walk out loosing 15,000 keeping in mind that's Pilipino money, which is £150 in our money. Daint got me a katsu curry and we went back to our room ate our food and slept.
Went to a sort of zoo today and as soon as we arrived i saw the sign 'SPIDER WORLD' and instantly thought the worst, I had a look round in there to see what king of spiders I was about to witness as we were off to the water jungle in the afternoon. Im scared, very scared. We arrived into the jungle and made our way down in this hot humid weather with my eye's peeled to every moving thing and then all of a sudden I realized I was inches from walking into the biggest web with a huge spider on it arrrrgggh. That was it I was on tender hooks and like a screaming woman with daint capitalizing on it big time. What was meant to be a half hour walk turned into a 2 hour one? We arrived and met our guide johhny who showed us how to make a fire out of bamboo which he couldn’t do and me and daint did hahaha it was so satisfying, I cant explain. I felt like ray mears and bear grills in one. I was so tired after our days in the water jungle I fell asleep at 8.30pm and got woken up by daint fucking with me in my sleep at 2am, cant. We leave at 7am for our privately hired plane which I wasn’t looking forward too as I hate flying in big planes let alone small fuckers full of our luggage and equipment. We arrived in bunawy an hour later and headed up to the top off the mountain again to meet the bunawy tribe who are known for their partying and fun games involving steep hills and speed. Had lunch with them then spent the night with them getting to know their way of life, which was right up my street (once again, all will be reviled when the show hits our screens)?
Wake up early again at 6am and jump back on our chartered flight to manila. Im now back at our 5 star hotels about to go for a massage with daint and our medic/body guard murph. A bit more filming today then it's a WRAP for our first 3-week mission of our perfect trip. We fly out tonight at 12.30am for 5 flights’, which will take us to IBIZA for our first PRITCHARD VS DAINTON gig in es paradise on Tuesday night. YES YES YES IBIZA HERE WE COME, BRING ON THE MADDNES AND BRING ON MY SKY PLUS AND MY OWN BED. I get home on Thursday then next gig is at the cotton club on Sunday in Newport. Chow for now people. S.W.Y.D Pritchard.