After swearing I’d never sing karaoke I unfortunately found myself at a Russian strip joint on my return to Geneva belting out Bohemian Rhapsody with gusto after enough red wines at a tapas bar followed by vodkas at a karaoke bar/strip club.. At some point I found myself noticing it was snowing after landing in a snow bank in somewhat of a drunken stupor. Hmm snowflakes are pretty. Jesus, it’s only Monday night and my holiday has supposedly ended. Guess I shouldn’t drink and type… God   I hope nobody took photos.

PS: funnily enough had a really good time but it’s really hard to be coherent right now. Will I regret this in the morning?