this morning #708.

this morning, upon his triumphant return from overseas, the first place he paid a visit to after dropping off his bags at home was his local watering hole. at this early hour, except for the owner & some random dude he didn’t recognize, the place was empty. none of the regulars had arrived. he was still on sydney time, still in an aussie state of mind. he took a seat near the end of the bar & ordered up a bundaberg rum. the owner stared back at him as if he’d asked for a beverage out of a dr seuss story. he ended up settling for a bud light but that drink order would be the first opportunity he’d have to tell everyone who would come to the bar that day about all the drinks he’d drank down under.