Thrasher Magazine February 1999 — Page 30
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            think of tall, big-breasted
women with long black hair. Wrong. Try
fat, flabby, saggy-breasted women with no hair. So
we left the beach to find a bite to eat. We must have had
pizza every day, whether it was for lunch or dinner; we ate it at least
once a day. The only other choice was this seafood place right by our hotel,
so we tried it out. Everyone ordered fish and I ordered steak, just to be on
the safe side. The waiter came our table with a plate full of raw craw-
dads, raw squid, squid eyes, legs, dicks, balls-the whole nine. It was
like he just chopped it all up and put it on a plate. Then when he
brought the fish out, it looked like he just caught the fucking thing;
caugh
it was a fish on a plate. Lambert had the waiter chop the head off
and debone his fish while everyone else just picked at theirs to
make sure they were dead. By the end of that experience it
was back to pizza and ham and cheese sandwiches.
Estoril's nightlife was a lot of fun. Every night around 12
or 1 we would start off with drinks in the hotel lobby and
try to learn the language from the bartender Manuel.
This guy taught us how to say everything, from
"Hello, how are you?" to "I want to eat your pussy."
After a crash course in the Portugese language we
would walk to the fabulous Estoril Casino, where
we would spend thousands of Portugese dol-
lars every night and leave with empty pock-
ets. Gabe was the big winner out of all of
us; he hit the jackpot of $13,000. He
walked around like a king until he found
out that it was the equivalent of
$78.00 US. I guess that's not bad for
the nickel I slots. Then e
n one night we
went to a club called The Track;
it was a dance club inside a
racetrack. This place was
filled with bad hairdos, bad
dancers, and bad music.
I'm talking Winger,
Whitesnake, U2,
every bad '80s rock
band
think of.
you
can
Sull
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SON ON
Clockwise from far left: In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue..
In 1998, Sergie Ventura did Indy body varials on his skate. The
deadly tentacles of the Portugese Man-o-War can grow to be as
long or longer than the width of this channel jumped by Chris
Lambert. Skaters and models: they go together like peanut butter
and jelly. At the first demo the skaters were told that anyone
who didn't land all their tricks would be locked in the tower of
this castle for the remainder of the trip. Chris Pastras backside
tailslides on a concrete wave, man.
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