GYPSY SKATEBOARDS in the D.I.Y Hey Ho Bar . . . BARCELONA.

My Gypsy Skateboards comrades shredded the newly opened D.I.Y Hey Ho Bar and came up with this incredible clip! Missing Barcelona and the homies big time right now!

Hey Ho Bar Massacre capítulo #1. Gypsy from brothersk8 on Vimeo.

BUDAPEST - HUNGARY

After a rough night sleeping in which can only be described as yoga like positions we reached Budapest at 5am and we were greeted at the train station by our very drunk and friendly guest Santos. First stop on the way home was some cafe were Santos forced me to have some 6am pre breakfast shots of Palinka. No couch, so Santos donated me some winter blankets to use as a mattress and my sleeping quarters for the next days was nestled between his collector Nike sb's.
Budapest was tight, lots of beer, lots of goulash and lots of good vibes from Santos as always! Thanks for looking after us homeboy! On our last day we hooked up with one of his biker homies to get some tattoos, i got a little trumpet in memory of Guca festival from earlier this trip and my sister wanted some heart/anchor thing, but she ended up bailing on it. When we met up with the biker homie that night he did himself a cheeky finger tattoo after we had left snaking my sisters little picture. hahahahaha.
As we were leaving Budapest i spotted a KONY 2012 throw up, what happened to that homeboy?

SERBIA... LAST DAY!

We dropped Chay and the hire car to the airport and we headed for the city centre of Belgrade for our last day in Serbia. Firstly sorted the overnight train tickets to Budapest and then got a cut throat. It wad around 11 in thr morning and the barber insisted that we drink shots of Rakija. Once again communicating with a breakfast shot. We spent the day hiding from the 42 degree heat in the hostel we stayed the first night of the trip. Spent some hours tiring ourselves out walking around the city once the sun went away. Once we got on the train we realized we were in for a rough ride as it must have still been around 35 degrees and there was not even a fan in the train.     

DRIVE BACK TO BELGRADE . . . SERBIA

Little study of the map and double check that we still had the beer opening pig hoof from Guca and we were on our way back over the border to Serbia. We went in search of a river to swim in and found some vultures.

BIOGRADSKA GORA NATIONAL PARK . . . MONTENEGRO

Instead of heading for Kosovo we decided to spend one of our last nights in the incredible Montenegro nature. We stopped of in the Tara river for a swim in the icy mountain water and then set up camp at Biogradska Gora National Park. The park was incredible and has one of the last remaining virgin forrests in Europe. I spent the night on the ground amongst the scorpions and toads and woke up feeling fresher then ever.