The morning after 48 hours

Now how did we all get home again? Oho.

Losing control every now and again can be pretty refreshing, especially in good company.

23rd.
It all started with a long-time-postponed lunch with W at LaNonna, and then checking in with the cousin to see how he was holding up against the previous nights' exploits, and then a crazy drive around which caused >$10 ERP damage, and dinner at Lavender, and then a mahjong game to remember (or not), rushing home to pack, getting to the airport to fly.

24.
6am and at the airport, I see Chenann and true to form the ever-dependable aon has brought a spare padlock for my check-in bag. Unfortunately, the padlock was too big for my bag zip, and so I decided to checkin without a lock. Interestingly, Chenann had locked his bag with a lock that wouldn't open.

n00b travelers unite, as me, the guy who checks in a bag with no padlock, traveling with Chenann, who has a padlocked bag which his key cannot unlock.

The day breezed right by as we met Kenny to pick up a keycard to the apartment, stopped at a random cha can ting for lunch, and headed back to Kenny's to settle in.

Having spent an hour 'wowing' over Kenny's pad, I tucked myself in for a powernap as Chenann hit the showers.

When I came to, Kenny had texted me to get my ass over for dinner, and so it was time to mobilize.......





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