At our guesthouse, she fell off the steps and into a cactus. And then came back into the room, said "Mel, I think I'm bleeding," and then we continued drinking. I don't really remember anything else about the night apart from waving like crazy at the guy at the kimbap place near us who we loved because he was ridiculously intent on his kimbap. GOOD TIMES
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