Random Canadians and Overindulgence

After our dinner we returned to our new friends, the bartenders for more beer. Honestly I shouldn't have had any more beer, but what can you do? It seemed like a good idea at the time. At some point we were befriended by a random Canadian. This looks like were were going to become bosom buddies for eternity but, in fact, it was more like 45 minutes.
Cousin buddies for life.

And that was our late night of the vacation. Even so, I think we were in bed by midnight, if not eleven. Yep. Livin' large and hard. If we were 75, which we are not.