

To this point I slipt off and I was met with my passport which I had previously left at home but had brought down to me. Now I am feeling in a good mood and skipping along firmly believing that I would gain entry but to my disappointment I am informed that I am the weakest link and it's goodbye for a third of a year. I get a brief meeting with my girl and then it's off into the night like I am some kind of mythical person defending the night. I don't know what I am on about to be honest as I am too close to the other side of sober to understand. Hope you have a good night everyone else as for me I am like the Littlest Hobo moving on to the next place Haha !!

