Friday night was our last night for the three of us (me, Tanya, Val) to have at it one last time before Val went back to Spain for another year.
Along our travels, we encountered many instances and people not limited to a shirtless dancing man in overalls, a bouncer who was adamant we find him on Instagram, a guy who lectured me on how I should be “walking on people” instead of waiting for them and a dramatic alcohol-infused spat between two friends on the sidewalk (which may or may not have included two of us and for which I may or may not be deeply ashamed for such public foolishness, but has since been resolved). It all ended with a flaming garbage can and two brave guys unsuccessfully attempting to put out the fire themselves. It was a FULL and exhausting night, to say the least.
I never fully recovered from that late late night, since I tend to not sleep in on the weekends. It’s a thing.
Dinner at In Vino in the East Village (highly recommended!)
For better or for worse, our summer adventures certainly ended with a bang. Summer 2013, you kept me plenty busy.