If I could describe the Kiwis in one way,
I would describe them as the ultimate backpacking party animals.
Being Single-mindedly focused on the pursuit of women,
cheap booze and other thrills of the like,
their minds hold no space whatsoever for any grownup-related things
such as job related anxieties,politics and so on. The most prevalent character of the duo is the "Dane",
a six ft blonde beast weighing some 110ish kilos,
who looks like a rave-freak-turned-migration-office-clerk.
This guy is definately looking for party going.
H e is also desperately trying to understand the concept of
being madly in love with someone.
His main question toward people he meets is " Have you ever been drunk on love?". His loyal sidekick is another case worth being examined by the narrator
of the present.
Darren, who claims that his name is an abbreviation to the greek name "Dherianous",
is a dark skinned slim wannabe dj,
matching his mates towering hight. He also claims to be half-Greek half-Maori,
but does not look like either of the two.
Up until my departure from Belgrade,
I treated this as a half baked attempt to create a running joke for this trip. The Kiwis are prone to, and open to suggestions concerning,
any shenanigans that have worked for guys like me and Hunter Thompson,
but that I would not condone. Their appetite for craziness has landed them a few
close encounters with the notoriously crazy reaction of the psychopathic nazi scum that work as bouncers in Belgrade's splav bars,
most of which ended in spectacular near misses.
Nothing serious though.
Needless to say they where amazed by the stories of my previous exploits
(La Coruna,student years etc). Currently they are enjoying the good life of the backpacker in eastern europe.