Drinkin', Gamblin', Dancin' and Snow Angels?

After a day of windy, yet mild snow fall, what better than a night of drinkin? Margaritas and poker, then whatever AM could concoct with the remaining tequila and dancing, then mango shots and a moonlit hike up to a clearing to make snow angels. An obvious course of events, ne c'est pas?

Road trip!

It all started with a late night drive from Boston to Maine, and when in New England, there is only one place for java:



A tour of town with a sidewalk as old as LD and I:







Dinner and drinkin' in Brunswick (a town named after stew)