Advertisement
Help Keep Boards Alive. Support us by going ad free today. See here: https://subscriptions.boards.ie/.
https://www.boards.ie/group/1878-subscribers-forum

Private Group for paid up members of Boards.ie. Join the club.
Hi all, please see this major site announcement: https://www.boards.ie/discussion/2058427594/boards-ie-2026

Real life moments that feel/felt like a movie scene

Options
2»

Comments

  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,119 ✭✭✭poundapunnet


    There were a few months at some point in 2012 that were a lot like some early scenes from Pineapple Express.

    I think. Might have been this morning.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 4,012 ✭✭✭stop animal cruelty


    Fizzlesque wrote: »
    Yes, I know that experience and I love it.

    A few years ago I went on holidays to Amsterdam - I had lived in Netherlands for a few years in my twenties and was really excited to be making a return trip, more than ten years later. On my second night there (I was there for 5 nights) I met a French man and he asked me on a date. I said yes, and we arranged to meet in two days time.

    We met up early in the day at Amsterdam train station and from there took a boat trip to a beautiful beach. We had a long walk on the beach, ate lunch at a beach restaurant and took the boat/ferry back to Amsterdam that evening. When we got back to Amsterdam we decided to go for pints and, as my date had his bicycle with him, he offered me a lift on the back of his bike. It was dark by now and as we sped through the streets of Amsterdam, my mind pleasantly glazed by some of Amsterdam's finest green, my hair blowing behind me in the gentle breeze, I had not just a moment but ten entire minutes (the length of time it took for us to get to the pub) of feeling like I was the gorgeous lead lady in a quirky French film, with my handsome French man, the sparkly city lights, and the promise of some post-pub romance. ;)

    And what happend after that?!? love of your life??:P


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 3,421 ✭✭✭major bill


    Had a cracking Sh1te today and felt like Randy Marsh after it!!


  • Banned (with Prison Access) Posts: 1,180 ✭✭✭Sunglasses Ron


    Ever get that experience?


    Anyway when I walked into said bookshop, this absolutely gorgeous shop assistant caught my eye and just as we locked eyes on each other Six Pence Non the Richer's classic tune "Kiss Me" came on the radio. Hell, it even felt like time stood still for a moment, to add to the cinematographic effect.

    In that situation tend to flash back more to this scene myself :pac:




    Apart from that



    From the utter nonsense talk to the comedown kicking in whereby you are unable to finish the bollocks you are talking :D


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 6,720 ✭✭✭Sir Arthur Daley


    major bill wrote: »
    Had a cracking Sh1te today and felt like Randy Marsh after it!!
    Had it any resemblance to Bono? :)


  • Advertisement
  • Closed Accounts Posts: 5,987 ✭✭✭Legs.Eleven


    Happened on my travels in South America. Was in Santiago in Chile and there was some Chilean fella eyeing me up in the hostel I was staying in. Instant attraction stuff between us as I'd be very much into the auld Latins generally. His mates told me he'd previously been a photographer for Rolling Stone magazine South America. I didn't have much Spanish at all back then and he didn't have any English bar "Hhhhello".

    Load of us went out that night to a bar playing live music. I was chatting to some Irish fellas and this guy was still doing the eye thing. I went to buy drinks and he walked towards me and said, "Hello". I told him he had me at "Hello" and we kissed.


    Went back to his place out in probably one of the roughest parts of Santiago, had very loud, drunken sex, woke up and went out to use the bathroom. He'd gone outside to do something or other (obviously we couldn't communicate what that was), so it was just me. Turned on the tap but pulled it off and a load of water came gushing out and the bathroom was starting to flood. Ran out of the bedroom shouting his name only to find his 1 million-year-old Chilean mother in the kitchen, all two foot of her. Stunned into silence, it took a second to get the words, "Mucho agua. Mucho agua" while pointing to the bathroom.


    Ur man finally comes back, turns the tap off and we leave. Obviously not a word could be said between us about what happened, which was odd. I think back now at how loud we were that night (mostly him tbh) and how small the house was with the mother inside and what I'd done in the bathroom the following day and ur man didn't seem to care.

    Very surreal. Perhaps a plot from a zany Hollywood Romcom that nobody watch even if they were paid?


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 3,421 ✭✭✭major bill


    Happened on my travels in South America. Was in Santiago in Chile and there was some Chilean fella eyeing me up in the hostel I was staying in. Instant attraction stuff between us as I'd be very much into the auld Latins generally. His mates told me he'd previously been a photographer for Rolling Stone magazine South America. I didn't have much Spanish at all back then and he didn't have any English bar "Hhhhello".

    Load of us went out that night to a bar playing live music. I was chatting to some Irish fellas and this guy was still doing the eye thing. I went to buy drinks and he walked towards me and said, "Hello". I told him he had me at "Hello" and we kissed.


    Went back to his place out in probably one of the roughest parts of Santiago, had very loud, drunken sex, woke up and went out to use the bathroom. He'd gone outside to do something or other (obviously we couldn't communicate what that was), so it was just me. Turned on the tap but pulled it off and a load of water came gushing out and the bathroom was starting to flood. Ran out of the bedroom shouting his name only to find his 1 million-year-old Chilean mother in the kitchen, all two foot of her. Stunned into silence, it took a second to get the words, "Mucho agua. Mucho agua" while pointing to the bathroom.


    Ur man finally comes back, turns the tap off and we leave. Obviously not a word could be said between us about what happened, which was odd. I think back now at how loud we were that night (mostly him tbh) and how small the house was with the mother inside and what I'd done in the bathroom the following day and ur man didn't seem to care.

    Very surreal. Perhaps a plot from a zany Hollywood Romcom that nobody watch even if they were paid?

    Dirrrrrrty!!!


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 3,059 ✭✭✭WilyCoyote


    That's my girl, Legs! Doing your bit for Ireland in the barrio baja. The poor auld mother would have looked older due to lack of sleep. Unless it was a neighbour's house that he took you to :)


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 5,987 ✭✭✭Legs.Eleven


    WilyCoyote wrote: »
    That's my girl, Legs! Doing your bit for Ireland in the barrio baja. The poor auld mother would have looked older due to lack of sleep. Unless it was a neighbour's house that he took you to :)


    We went back a few times after and I met his mam. This time I was prepared and had my "Hello" in Spanish mastered. ;)


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 723 ✭✭✭Daqster


    His mates told me he'd previously been a photographer for Rolling Stone magazine South America.

    Excellent wingmen the Latins.


  • Advertisement
Advertisement
Advertisement