Piece of fiction

This is one imaginative bullshitter. I just went to Geneva and back for one night. I obviously never considered the possibility of not going out so I met old and new friends at a bar and restaurant in the Old Town. The place was lively enough when we got there, although the crowd looked a bit like UN interns. The mojitos were good and desserts were great. I was having a grand time and then, at precisely midnight, we were asked to leave because they were closing. The walk to the cars was straight out of a sci-fi movie. Thursday night, absolutely nobody out. Dark. Quiet. Dead.

More on the trip later, now I have to get back into a NY state of mind. Brunch. Then getting ready for the play tonight. Then drinks. Then the play. Then more drinks at Dawn's later on.