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Guys, that was something else :) What kind of tournament was that? :) We were drinking, partying, swimming, and playing poker. We completely forgot about sleep.
On Thursday night, we were drinking with Eric, Mizrael, and Scorp. Since the last two turned out to be teetotalers :), the two bottles of vodka (after a proper beer warm-up) were mostly consumed with Eric. And when Muscovites and Siberians showed up in the morning with a bunch of beer, I started to have vague doubts about whether it was a good idea to play in the tournament the next day. :) And so it happened - at 10 am, my lifeless body collapsed in the hotel. Thanks to the kind maid who helped me get to the room. :)
Thus, on Thursday night, the main question was decided - would I play in the tournament? :) Alcohol won.
The next two days were spent playing Heroes, hanging out by the river, and playing poker at night. Everything was great, fun, and very friendly. Except for Scorp's constant threats to beat everyone up. :)
Special thanks to Oxy and Dust for the guitar. It's been a while since I had so much fun screaming along to the guitar. :)
I'll get to Cheboksary tomorrow, maybe I'll remember something else. Thanks to everyone!