Still had power, had parents pop by to pick up loads of their stuff and to assist me in hanging up some lamps and doing some other little things. At night went to the Consul for some drinks. McR managed to confuse the bartender by asking for a "Consul Special".

Reaction: First the bartender spins around, reads the whole drinks-menu, then asks:"WTF is a Consul special". McR:"I don't care, surprise me". Still went to bed fairly early.