Too long under ground will do the trick

We had a great night yesterday. I got my meatballs and I know sill and vasterbotten cheese was had at the table. Amazing Swedish food at a restaurant where it said Baltic Food on the sign on the front door. Oh well, no need to be picky I guess. 

After dinner we went to a club in West Village I think where a girl, probably no older than 16, wasn't let in because she had coke in her purse. Only in NYC. 

When we were heading home it took us forever to find the right subway station, when we finally did it turned out we had to walk like 10 miles under ground just to get to the right platform. 

If I wasn't sober enough when we started walking that definitely killed my buzz.