The morning after

Plastic Bertrand - Ca Plane Pour Moi

Getting home at about 7am, we woke up at about 12:30 and slowly got out to have curry for lunch. Very satisfactory.

We met a friend in Nagoya and before we realised, the sun had gone out and we were still drinking and talking outside the convenience store. We played pool and had a big laugh, then returned to the standing bar. Hours fluttered away unbeknownst to us, happily under the influence.

We met some random French people and enjoyed a good talk and drink. Before I knew it, my friends had missed their last train and several bottles had been bottomed. I found myself sleeping but we all got back to mine for a 2nd round kip. Cheers guys for the wonderful day. It was emotionally intense.