So I left the grey auld toon of Hawick this morning to jet out to Miami to meet up with all the other beautiful people...

After being interrogated at immigration for about 15 minutes explaining why I'd be in the country for 2 months travelling they finally let me in.

I walked out the front door of the airport and instantly started sweating like a fat bird in a chippy, it was feckin roastin!

After arriving at the hostel I dumped my bags and headed straight back out in search of an Irish bar which only took about 2 mins to find.

I ended up drinking with 4 guys from Maidstone, two seriously f***ed up Danish guys and the retired fire chief from Denver Colorado. My plans of having a couple of quiet beers was thrown right out of the window!

Arrived back at the hostel at 5am in a proper mess! What a night though!

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