Aug 16, 2011

29/06/1985 San Francisco

Hotel: Grand Central Hotel
Weather: Fine

The Bruce brothers walked the Golden Gate Bridge today. It was kinda fun, I actually hadn't anticipated that to walk across it was an option, we'd walked toward it for a better photo position but as we got closer we realised you could actually walk to the other side of the bay.

We finally caught up with Brent this evening after his conference had wound up.

We all headed out to a club called Silhouettes. We got completely shit faced on Long Island Iced Teas. I'd never had one of these before but when I witnessed the bar man tip what seemed like a measure of every popular spirit into a glass, topped it with a dash a coke and seeing it was $4 Long Island Iced Tea night, I was right up for it.

No barmen has ever matched those Long Island Iced Teas since, either. Or is it that there's just nothing like your first.

Medical Tip: Enough Long Island Iced Teas will cure Jet Lag. (Little known fact.)

Oh, and if finding all these love notes in my suit case wasn't bad enough, Brent brought over a letter from her. This has stop.

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