105/366: April 14 - Mini Cab Confessions
April 14, pub, drink, dance, pash, dash.
One of our dear friend's Fi is going home to New Zealand for a while. Tonight was her leaving do. We are tres sad and will miss her but are excited for her upcoming travels.
Meanwhile, Bridhe, her flatmates and I decided to head to Dalston for some late night dancing. It was the sweet sounds of disco at Moustache Bar and we laughed and danced and drank the night away. I accidentally kissed a tall Dutchman on the dance floor. I felt too inebriated so quickly fled the scene with Bridhe and Mickey and caught a mini cab home.
Saturday kiss though? High five!