Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Boston, Massachusetts
Jamaica Plain
On the last official day of vacation,
I decided to go to work.
(ahem)
But then I took to the T home at noon, and found myself at the Sam Adams Brewing Company, taking my third brewery tour in twelve months.
Tour number two for those two guys.
I didn’t have time for lunch, except for a quarter of an Ula’s sandwich, shoved in my mouth while we walked across the brewery complex.
This resulted in the following consquences:
- Lance fell madly in love with Sam Summer, and our fridge might be stocked religiously for the rest of the season
- I got tipsy at 1 p.m.
Me being tipsy at 1 p.m. resulted in a few more consequences:
- Following a text message tip, we walked to Boing! to buy cat-shaped silly bands.
- I spent a long time contemplating the books at Goodwill.
Which one did I buy?
And to round out a Vacation-In-My-Own-Neighborhood, I ate my favorite sandwich at City Feed & Supply, and then had a drink and played Scrabble at the Brendan Behan Pub, aka “The Dog Bar.”
No dogs were sighted.
The next day,
vacation was over.