Zoe's Birthday

We had hopes of a royal banquet for dinner, where we would elect a king and queen and all dress up, but for one reason or another this didn't happen. Instead we ended up in a grungy bar eating pasta or, in my case, Vietnamese beef curry. It was Zoe's 25th birthday, so there was also a lot of alcohol and birthday cake. We survived, though coming home Zoe insisted on riding a cyclo (bicycle rickshaw) and we had a slight disagreement with the cyclo driver as a result. All worked out well and we went to bed early.