The big 3-1.

I should have expected it to be a little anti-climatic after last year's celebration, but thanks for remembering, girls.

An Indian lunch buffet with a girlfriend, a card from my godmother, and a call from an ex should have been enough for me to not break my promise, but it wasn't.
I did buy myself a shot at the airport bar and cheered the last few minutes before they slipped away.

Oh well.

At least, I'm older.