I can just see the phone call home, left on the machine, naturally.
"Man, dudebro... you're not gonna believe this vacay. Some wacky shit happened, you have no idea... long story short I'm the king of Europe now. Don't need a ride, but I do need the number of that one girl that one time who said there was no king of Europe so I can be all like 'in your face!'. Kay, thanks, bye." *click*