Phase 1) We drove up to Connecticut to visit Elizabeth’s cousin (with child) and her husband (not preggers). It was a great time had by all. During our beautiful stay in CT we were introduced to one of the greatest inventions of alllllllllllll time (much greater than sliced bread, ‘cause honestly, someone just took a knife to a loaf). Summer Beer. This drink will put you on your ass.
Summer Beer:
5 beers
1 can of frozen lemonade concentrate (if you use pink lemonade it’s called “the pink panty dropper”)
Vodka
In a pitcher, mix the frozen lemonade and the beer. Fill the empty lemonade concentrate can with vodka and pour into the lemonade mix. Badda bing, badda boom.
Phase 2) We drove up to Boston. I have wanted to see Boston for the longest time. The weather was perfect, the sights were awesome, and the beer was delicious. If you’ve never gone to Boston to take a Sam Adams brewery tour you haven’t lived. Everything inside of me wanted to find Casey Affleck and tell him not to jerk off my little league glove. Either that or shoot Tom Brady.
If you ever wanna take a quick weekend trip, go to Boston. There’s more than enough to do in a weekend and I guarantee you will have a blasty blast.
Phase 3) Maine. I haven’t traveled in the U.S. as much as a lot of people, but I will say that Maine is the greatest state. It’s a whole different culture up there. It seems like everyone is on vacation all the time. No one is yelling, no one is in a rush, no one is honking their horn. By the way, I wish I could design a device to put in car horns for DC drivers. Anytime they use the horn more than one time consecutively their steering wheel immediately spray paints a clown mask on the driver. Congrats, now you look like a clown, jack-ass.
We camped in Bar Harbor for about 4 days in The Black Woods campground. We ate lobster, blueberry pie, drank summer beer, went kayaking along the harbor, went hiking, went to a small brewery, ate ice cream, made lots of fires, and went to the same coffee shop in town about 4 times. Go to Maine.
Sadly the vacation came to an end on the rainiest day of the week. We woke up Saturday morning and it was raining. Not too heavy, but it was definitely coming down. We packed up the car and made the 14 hour drive home. Six hours of that drive were in solid rain. I would gladly take that to relive the vacation, though.
Thanks for reading. Peace.
