I think I found a photo that the staff took. You look happy!slavedog wrote:It was far far worse than that. I had suspected that she was planning something, but thought I had dodged it by going out on an all day bender and not returning till about 2am. Not so. Next day I was in the dining room quietly enjoying my ferocious hangover and waiting for my omelette, when the lights were dimmed and in they came with the cake, singing happy birthday. It was very sweet of them but I was traveling alone, so as you can imagine felt like a bit of lemon with this huge cake plonked in front of me. Fortunately there were a few families with kids so I instructed a waitress to carve it up and share amongst my fellow inmates.
It was a lovely cake and I would have taken a photo had I not been fleeced of my phone along with a tidy amount of cash by a taxi driver the night before.
Not sure why they poorly photoshopped Keanu Reeves in. You do look hungover, though.