Don’t you just love this, they’re so oblivious, they have no idea whats going on. Their is a super-secret double meaning to that previous sentence that would be beyond scandalous to the blogosphere, but those who know, will get it.

Poor Will, it wasn’t until the next day that we realised that there was ticker tape on his face in the photo. Surely testament to the heat of the place and the hardcore-ed-ness of our partying….. or maybe the hotness of the girls. (Check out my big guy big city t-shirt making an appearance in a new country, the companies gone continental).

Some of you may say that I’m exploiting these women just so that I’ll get more hits to the blog. Well, I can’t really argue against that, and whilst they were lovely looking ladies, they stole the damn podium we were dancing on!