Hungover. Feel bad. Had hangover food. Still feel bad. Hate the world.
There's a possibility I'll never drink again. Until we get to Germany anyway.
-Later-
Ok, I'm not feeling so crappy now. Not quite. We've checked out of the hotel and are arguing about how far I have to walk on my sore feet.
jm-horse wants us to go to the colonial area, or possibly
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