Sexy Smoke Party

Unsure of where I was to go after Switzerland, I pulled the trigger Friday night to fly back to England in the morning. The first person I met in Europe, Nick, landed a contract to work in India for 12 months with a departure in two weeks. Not sure if I would find myself on that end of the world by then and knowing I wouldn't be around the UK for awhile, it seemed like an easy choice. The first day/night was awesome, but Nick put me to work the rest of the week fixing up his flat before he left so he could rent it out. Can you believe that guy...? I'm such a good friend.

So, Friday night was Nick's first leaving party. That's right, he had a couple that required his presence. This was with his friends and proved to be quite a night of activities. It was supposed to be a themed party (Hollywood I think) but Nick failed to include me on that memo. So, 30 minutes before the party was supposed to begin I whipped up my best George Clooney impression (apparently some people think I should have gone Clive Owen). You'll have to let me know how it worked out when you see the photos. As those of you who know me can attest, when Jaeger hits the bar, great ideas manifest that turn out to be entirely regretted or heralded for decades. Let it be known that this was the latter and what is now known as the Sexy Smoke Party exists in our memory. I think there is a pic floating around that encapsulates the greatness of such an event, maybe a few. No words can describe the amount of fun Alex, Nick, Myself, and really everybody that was involved had this night. The only thing that seemed to be missing was... Well damn, I can't think of anything! We celebrated the departure of Nick in style, buen viaje amigo! Immediately followed by a Sunday roast English style the next afternoon, hmmmm!

A few days later, there was a respectable leaving party with Nick's family and some other of his really great friends. I met Nick's parents earlier in the week, but I was starting to get to know them a bit better and I gotta tell you, mad respect for them. They are both super creative and I've never met anyone that not only knows more about music, but also has lived the experiences (and still does) than his dad. I believe they will be visiting him in India at some point so he won't have to go an entire year without seeing them, but it's still going to be a long time with only one visit. I feel ya on this one dude...

The rest of my time was spent hanging out with Nick and working on his flat with his dad. Not much to share with all of you about the exchanges we had over a beer or a cup of tea depending on what time it was, but it was a good week for me! I was heading to Wales (sustainable living baby!) to meet up with my mate Alex before heading back to France. I found it difficult to say bye. Nick's become a good friend and the extra 5 minutes that I stayed, and had to make up by literally running for the train, were worth it.

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