Last night was fun.

I decided I should do at least one pub crawl with the hostel folk.  So I did, even though I didn't want to.  Fell in love with  beautiful English girl named Emma. We talked all night.  She was leaving for home the next day. This is why I dont like meeting new people. 

This woman in the picture pouring shots was very happy the Saints won.  The bartenders in New York are the worst.  I had to ask her for my three dollars in change.  WTF.   and the irish bartender was so drunk he "lost" my credit card and I had to deal with the sober mexican bus boy who actually took care of everything.  This drunk barkeep, when asked by a customer how much a drink costs, his response was "five or six".  LOL.