Monday, November 20, 2006

lesson #054: nights in and out wit the boyz

Was rather bored one night so decided to observe the boys playing poker (didn't have a good feeling about playing so I stayed out of the game).


Our poker group has grown from just Jerome, Quentin, Manual, Yang, Zee and I to include the Italians (Nicola & Rosario), more French (Alex - top left waving hi, Kosta - bottom right scratching nose), Ozzie (Josh - top right next to Yang), and the two Norwegians (bottom left, Henrik in white and Anders in grey).


Unfortch I chose the wrong night to observe them as mid-game they were interrupted by the fire alarm. The fire brigade came over to check things out and contrary to popular belief, they do not consist of hotblooded men with pulsating muscles. In fact, the representatives gracing our Thornbank Gardens were a middle-aged man with a paunch and a beefy young woman. What a way to break down stereotypes!


A few days after that we all went out to a pub / club called Revolution (which closes at midnight! Like... what???). Zee and I photowhoring (but she did it under duress).


Top left: with Sherazad and Coralie, whom we bumped into at the club.
Top right: with Henrik and Rosario.
Bottom: two takes for a photo with Chelsea and err a Czech girl I still don't know the name of.


Top left: Bernal posing.
Top right: with Alex.
Bottom left: with Anders and Henrik... Anders doesn't like taking pictures! He never ever smiles!
Bottom right: with Kosta, who did a cute little dance for us; and Manuel, who looks kinda creepy here!


What's a party without a disco ball? Bottom right: A scene right out of a Hoegaarden advert, with the man and the beer gal.