Microscopic Coffees and Air-Injected Pastries

yes, sad to miss it. aside from the abysmal coffee and paltry food portions, I had a good time last year. I had a romantic moonlit skinny dip in the mediterranean with Patrick Andrade, and I even got to punch out a french crackhead. only a lukewarm can of Meister Brau could have made it better.

I had a three-legged dog with one eye ask me for a cigarette in the gypsy quarter.

Mmmmmmmmmm….Meister Brau….

Umm excuse me, but you are forgettig about all the others involved in that romantic skinny dip….
And you didnt really punch out the crackhead….

Well sort of.