We then strolled around looking for a cool pub. We ended up dropping into some pretty basic pub and grabbing a seat in the corner. When Neil Young's "Heart of Gold" came on in the bar I knew that we were in for a good night. While we sipped our beers, we started to chat with two young guys who were sitting next to us. One knew english pretty well, while the other knew nary a word. Whenever I tried to talk to the latter guy, we usually just gave up trying to converse and would high five. Then came the shots. And many of them. And then more. We headed upstairs to hear the band play. The first song they played was the Stones' "Paint It Black". I couldn't help but sing along.
We got home around 3am and Amanda passed out before our hotel room door slammed shut.
A night to remember.