In Jordan Aleppo’s own words…

“Easy!

When I heard I was going on a Federal trip I was so psyched because I’ve never really been on a trip with the team before, except when I turned up at the ‘London’s Calling’ apartment since I was banging a bird from there and ended up on the trip anyway, but it don’t really count.

The Federal TM told me the trip was all set up and we were going to Amsterdam, I didn’t really know what to think because I don’t blaze and have never needed to pay for sex (I’ve already slept with 2 milfs and a naughty blond this week… And it’s only Wednesday! Haha) – Amsterdam was also my first time on a plane so I was proper shitting my self when we took off, I started nervously laughing well loud and bet I looked like a twat! Luckily Joe-Tek looked after me.

When we arrived Roy and Carlo was waiting for us, we all squeezed into a little motor, went to the apartment, built our bikes up and waited for the rest of the boys to turn up. When everyone arrived we went for a naughty cruise and shopping where I found out you can’t buy strong gatta in supermarkets!!! Devastated.

First full day of the trip Roy took us to a sick spot, first spot first clip first crash! I write my self off first basically… Fucking peak!!!!!

We rode the sickest spots I’ve ever seen all day till like 10/11pm.
I’ve never really ride with a biggish crew so found it quite hard and was pretty intimidated because I usually ride on my own or with one or two people, but I feel like I made really good friends with everyone, the riders, photographers, the filmer was sick for being one of the crew!

On the last night we all when to Roy’s and had a peng BBQ where I learnt how to spit fire! (Not like bars I mean like real fire) Earlier that day I sent one of the photographers girlfriends on a quest to get me a bottle of rum, when she turned up with one I had a little tear I’m my eye! I was sorted. Burgers, mates and rum!
After the BBQ and half a litre later we went to drop all the shit off at the apartment.

We had a few more drinks then that’s it, I don’t really remember much more I don’t know where I went, what I did, nothing! – I actually sobered up in the heart of the Red Light District, where apparently I was in the pink house having a heart to heart with loads of prostitutes saying I wanted to find my one true love…..(lolz)

To finish the night off, the whole time I was chuffed because I thought I knew the name of the apartment… We get into the taxi, I say the place and we end up further away from home then when we started! Haha

Woke up hungover and it’s going home day, it was well emotional saying bye to everyone! – Me and Joe Tek get to the airport after a horrific train journey, I buy muma some fags, we almost miss the flight then Joe bless him gave me the window seat (I was well excited!)

We get back to England (it’s raining obviously) get the train home mumma Aleppo picks me up from the station, I get this naughty blond malt to come round, beat it, sent her home, woke up at 6 and back to work.

The end. Hahahaha”