




The gang was feeling festive this evening, partly in celebration of Vishnu's birthday, partly due to all of the champagne we consumed before dinner... to keep the party going, we headed down to the DUNGEON. Right? What better place to party it up? The music from Vishnu's ipod reverberated against the stone walls, the wine continued to flow, and Tim even got up to show us a little boogie. We said thank you to the spirits of the dungeon, and headed back upstairs a little bit after midnight. On the patio, Vijay pulled out some cigars he had bought a few days ago. Cuban, he said. Oh really? Although I'm not normally a cigar smoker, Connie and I decided to split one, just to try it and to say that I smoked a Cuban in France. You know, it was actually pretty good! Very smooth with a nice finish. Just like my day.
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