Wake up in the morning feeling like... shit. My head is pounding, I have a stamp from the highlander on my right boob and I apparently went home from the bar(s) sans panties - but with an extra ten euros in my wallet. And no - I am not a hooker. I just needed the extra money. Haha.

Great night though, our classic round: frog & princess, café oz, highlander and pub st michel. Now, off to work and then out on the town again! 'Cause tonight, damn right, I might do it again!

Before the Highlander...

(..and Pub st Michel)