Soccer, Oh How I Love Thee

Yesterday more of the same, beating the heat, surfing the net. At night we watched a soccer game (yeah, they call it soccer here too). It was Manchester United vs Arsenal. It ended in a 2-2 tie (I love soccer...), but the company was good. Many rounds of Madge-Madge-Harold were played, much was drunk by everyone but Mary. That experience proved to me that I can feel just as bad after drinking a pitcher of Coke as I can after drinking a pitcher of beer, maybe worse.

After that bar closed down, we were trying to meet up with Jenny, but we tried the Vic and she wasn't there. There was a live band, and Tim and his friends were upstairs. Oh, also, Andy got in with thongs, and I can't help but think that having Mary on his arm helped out a little. I decide to hang out with Tim & Co. because the others were being boring, and then they (Tim, etc) got kicked out, that was pretty funny. I hung out with them outside for a while, went back in to try to find Andy and Mary, but didn't, and when I can back outside I ran into Adam and Shannon. They were both pretty drunk (Shannon very much so), but I hung out with them anyway. We went back to the hostel, chilled on the pool deck, then Adam and I crashed (he used a spare bed in my room). I don't know what happened to Shannon.