Saturday Night. Was a bit of a blurr.... Apparently since I never drink, my cognitive theory about the limit to my alcohol intake were a bit off. If anyone in MQT witnessed a girl with a turbaned-towel-head wandering around High street with no shoes on.... never mind....


... "I dunno guys, that room is just sketch... I can't do it"
To explain Zach's fear of this brand-new home, there was a poster of the Joker on the wall and he couldn't take it. SO, he ended up sleeping on the floor in our room every night and snored like a giant.

uhhh...
It was a good time minus the old men, ladies flashing themselves and.... the old man who was peeing on himself in his tube. We probably won't go back there.... BUT, it was an experience. The whole time I was telling Zach that he should go to College because it was just like the river experience (prior to our float)... afterward, he said no thanks.
I tried.
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