Nighttime in the Marina.

Definitely not my favorite of places, as I usually end up punching some douchebag, but after a nice quiet dinner at the Park Chalet, we decided to head over to a bar where a friend of ours works. Didn't pay for any drinks, but did pay for it the next morning with a gnarly hangover. hahaha
Had to cab it back to my truck from their house to get on the road for southern California. Perfect way to start a long weekend I figured. Even though I'd be missing out on the Tex-Mex hash in El Paso.


Don't remember taking this photo, but apparently I was double fisting at this point. hahahaha

I need to remember not to drink like I used to when I was 30 lbs heavier