It was Sunday night of Labour Day weekend, and the city seemed pretty dead. After dinner, we went to a bar Ryan recommended called "Cheers To You." It was small, but what it lacked in size, it made up for in character.
Memories of that night are a little fuzzy. I'm not sure if that's because it was five months ago, or if it's an indication of how much I drank. What I do remember is how hung over I was the next day on the plane. But it was totally worth it. Thanks again, you guys.