With Bill and Amy heading down to Washington on Saturday Friday night had to be their last big night out (and his last big night on the tiles until Christmas - he claims to be giving up the beer when he gets home, ha fat chance). Fortunately for his liver Bill had to work so it could not be an all dayer.
As luck would have it as he was heading out the door for some sight-seeing Hoots rang him and they were able to hook up in mid-town and catch up on their separate adventures for the last 3 weeks. After a wander through Central Park and a dash into the Natural History Museum to avoid a rain-storm they split up again with Hoots heading off to some upscale private members club and our hero heading off to a grungy german beer hall.
He was overjoyed to hook up with Skinny Chris and Walkup old friends from back in the day not that it stopped him getting smashed - this morning he was quite surprised when Bill told him that they had been to a second bar.
So tonight is his last night away and so course he is going mad and painting the town red, er no, he is dog-sitting and feeling somewhat melancholy about the end of the adventure but excited about the prospect of heading home.
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