Kidnapped!

Steve thought he was going home to Jason’s, but Steve didn’t know his way around Dubai yet....

He didn’t seem to mind being kidnapped when he saw my fully stocked bar and giant home made soup pan.

Fortunately my roomie was flying so we were free to bang on the drums and blow our whistles as loudly as we liked.

Literally.

Finally we all crashed and burned at 7am with all reputations still in tact.