and we say goodbye to those we love.

boosh drank an entire bottle of tequilla on the way to the airport

and a couple brewskies while we waited to board. neither of us had our mexican entry visas and we heard leo ran intro
trouble when he flew out. when the gate agents refused to board us, i had to leave boosh to argue with them while
i ran downstairs and payed the ransom to leave the country.

made it back with seconds to spare and they stuck this drunken monster in an exit row. i don't know how he convinced the stewardess to serve him.

back on american soil after two months on the mexican seas.

left boosh at home and went for a stroll.

ended up at a fancy fashion gala with patrick

and to all, a good night.