A fairly strange but good new year's eve. This hotel's
restaurant was closed so that it could cook for the hotel's
new year's party that we weren't invited to. Luckily the
excellent staff here at the hotel hooked us up with
dinner in the bar, with good food, good Ouzo, champagne
then more good ouzo.
Today I feel shot at and missed, shit at and hit and my eyes
look like two piss holes in the snow as my father would say, but
the ouzo seemed to kill off most of my sinus infection I've been
fighting all week, making this a worthwhile new year's hangover.
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