For some reason I was being observant and noticed a restaurant with weird writing and asked if it was some sort of Lebanese restaurant, instead it was the Thai restaurant we were looking for. It was so subtle, we totally would have missed it if I didn't say anything. The place was a little bigger than House of Nanking, but the food wasn't any better. I could get better in the LA county at Banana Bay, but I did enjoy their Duck Curry with pineapples. We headed towards the hotel afterwards.
We got ready before we headed out to see our friend Justin, who lives near USF. He took us to a little bar called Pigs and Whistles. There he asks me, Erika and Cookie what we wanted to drink. Being the big drinker that I am, I asked for a glass of water. We sat around, caught up on what we've been doing, took some pictures, and watched Erika and Cookie take some shots. Then it came time to call our cab. Cookie needed air so we stepped outside to keep her company and also wait for the cab. Unfortunately Cookie really didn't feel great and needed to rush to the restroom, but considering the circumstances and the distance, we knew, and so did she, that she wouldn't make it. So, Justin pointed to the nearest corner for her to spill her recent consumption of alcohol and dinner, as well. In all cases where someone barfs up something, they eventually feel better and back on their feet before you can say, "ew."
We are now here, back at the hotel, after laughing at the situation and the news about the splatter I received on my foot from the barfing. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day: lots of walking, some Indian food, lame choco factory, and more people watching.
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