So last night we went to yet another Federal Unicorn concert. And as always it was awesome and I particularly danced around like a crazy person. But then yesterday something magical happened. You dance around too!
Even after Federal Unicorn was done and some random people – to me, they seemed to know a lot of other people – started jamming in various formations and so we dragged Kamila and a very drunk birthday boy – aka Kuba – to the bar for some wonderful Granatæble Gajol shots and then pretty much dominated the small dance floor. It might not have been pretty to look at and my feet are hurting a bit today, but boy did I have fun!
Also happy birthday to my favourite brother from another mother: Kuba!