Friday Night Lights

I spent Friday evening with Milan. I'm not going to say much; I don't want my big mouth to spoil the results of what I thought was a lovely evening. The stars and city lights were beautiful, the Sangria at Subeez was intoxicating, and the company was pretty damn funny. I still feel bad that Milan had to walk home (which took him at least an hour, much of it uphill). In the end, I look forward to seeing him again when he visits Vancouver and am pleased that I can consider him a friend.