It´s His Birthday

Friday night didn't end too badly, could have been worse.
I managed to leave an hour early from work and so i took the boat to the southern shore.... The panic I felt with all that undulation.
I met with David and we were  like....2 hours (something little) waiting for Mauro and Diana to come and catch us.
We were only 4 to Azeitao, Sandro and Chico ended up for not appearing, Sandro, cus he went to Viseu, his grandmother had fallen into a ravine (who the hell in this rain goes in these places?) And Chico because he was too stoned to find out the access.
I was very happy when I saw miguel, but with the other guests, the thing was something else....  The other guests were mostly older people and a group of young people can't be completely free to speak and do what they want next to the elderly.... fortunately someone offered a game to Miguel and we went to a tiring-room to play it.
A little before midnight we said good-bye and i ended up getting  sleeping at David's house, where i met his mother, a very dear person. The next day I packed my things and went back to my home´s comfort......
... Unfortunately i must have eaten something bad, which made me feel sick the rest of the weekend.

My intention now is, whenever I get together with friends, to take loads of photos .... but there are some people who simply don't cooperate and this time there was no good pictures at all.

VI!