We had a great time Friday night, and as I mentioned earlier we ended up at Hell’s Kitchen. I was a little tired by 4am, but right before I left the club a beautiful girl across the dance floor caught my attention. I don’t know what happened from 4am until 6am, but somehow we ended up in the Porsche driving around Stockholm singing to Romanian music. By the time we were playing Swedish music it was after noon, and even though I was slurring my words and using them incorrectly I was completely sober (well at least my BAC was 0). We picked up her friend a little later and took a Saturday drive out to the Stockholm archipelagos.