|Excellent wine, about US$30|
|My rib-eye, and yes, that's a fried egg. Delicious!|
|K's Filet with a big hunk of cheese on it!|
We limped back to the apartment for a quiet evening in, retiring by 11PM. Of course some idiot called me on my phone at 2:30 in the morning, TEN TIMES! I muttered in English, and he did not understand, but just kept calling back. I finally powered down the iPhone and spent 2 hours getting back to sleep.
P.S. The twit called me again the next day, and I told him the name he was asking for was bad (malo) and that my name was different. He finally understood, I hope...