Night of Mayhem - Fat Moe's

Saturday was the craziest night yet. The 6 of us, and two new friends from Quebec represented the great white north well. I'm sure we drank more 3 euro wine and gin than the "euro-bums" passed out in the metro station. We were at it at the girl's flat until nearly 1am, speaking broken french as a result of our "joie de vive". Of course we arrived at a hotspot bar called "FAT MOE's" around 2am. NOTHING good happens after 2am.

Some of the lowlights
- ordering cognac and HOMO MILK as a substitute for cognac and mint creme liquer
- girls dancing with an overweight shirtless dude affectionately dubbed "fat mo"
- spending like we were sheiks

Some of the highlights
- being the only people in the bar knowing ALL the words to the american songs (and living EVERY lyric)
- staying so late we were able to take the MORNING transit home

Morrison's tonight, and Tristan moves in today from down under. I wonder if he'll will be able to handle the euro nightlife ...