Off we headed to the Napier where we were given very spicy Bloody Marys... And they didn't have any straws. More to the point 'We don't do straws' was what the bartender said when asked.
After several mouthfuls of freshly ground black pepper, we decided to move on. Plus the goat or yak head in the main bar wasn't the desired decor for the day.
So we walked past the Union again only to discover that they wouldn't be open all day. Crikey.
Off we troddled to Smith Street thinking that *something* would be open. Finally we found a cafe that was working with skeleton staff. We downed another Bloody Mary and then decided to head over to the Marquis.
After a while, Jelkie ventured off to work and Tikva and I continued our pinball challenge - I sucked. All my NYD luck had run out and order was restored and Tikva was the Pinball Wizard once again.
Eventually we decided that some food or at least a snack would be a good idea. I was getting that vomituous feeling that only pizza could fix. After our snack, we collected Jelkie from work and headed into the city for karaoke. There's this great venue where you're given a private booth for karaoke and you get drinks via an intercom system. It's all very Tokyo.
Sadly though, the karaoke bar closed up at 1am and it was all over red rover. Seeing as we all averaged about 6 hours sleep over 3 days, we decided to call it quits.
If I never drink again in 2006, I really don't think I'd mind very much.
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