
After the customer meeting in Philly, my first stop on the whirlwind is Manhattan, New York, home of Forster. And what else would Forster and I do with only one night to hang out together? Party! The included picture on the left is the two of us after about 20 beers each. Forster: "Yeah, I'm about done with this." Wei: "Time for Indian food!" The beers were a great idea. The Indian food...less so. When we finally turned in at 6am (after getting Indian food and then watching some Team America), I crashed out to treasure the 2.5 hours of sleep I would grab before arising to tackle the next day.
2 comments:
As this was a weeknight, I would like to point out that I hate you, Wei. I hate you.
By that, I mean, please come back anytime! Was a blast! (Until the next morning, which sucked.)
Forster.
Hate and love. Such strong emotions separated by such a fine line. lol.
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