Best Weekend Ever!

Was it just us or was last weekend the fabled “Perfect Weekend,” what with its glorious sunshine and blue skies? Here’s what we did:

Friday Night
Out of work and it’s straight to happy hour on Wyndham Street. Awesome, it’s already 9:30pm and there’s no one throwing up on the streets at all yet! Plus: free bar snacks. So far, bi-winning.

Our random Danish friend that we met at a Full Moon party in Thailand six years ago texts and tells us that he won’t be crashing on our sofa after all. This is the first time we’ve heard from him since 2004, and this news makes us very happy.

Look down—bam! A ten-dollar coin on the floor. Hooray for useful coinage.

At the club—having an actual conversation with a guy that doesn’t include the question, “Do you want to go home with me?” But alas, he’s probably an investment banke —wait, consultant, you say? Eh, can’t win them all.

Off to home. Get a taxi on the corner of Wellington Street almost instantly—a miracle! And he drops us off by our nearest 24-hour McDonald's, where we share a table with the best-looking person we’ve ever seen in a McDonald's.