We had been promised mountains of crayfish, and that is what we were given. Every time we looked away, our hostess would top up the mountains. The vodka shots rendered me unable to speak Finnish, although my English was still coherent (ahem). It was not an easy feat to attend a five-hour Shakespeare rehearsal from midday the following day.
Monday, October 02, 2006
Party, in brief
Labels: party
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