...we had dinner at a restaurant (lame again, I forgot to pay attention to the name) that was just across from the theater. Here's a picture of the theater from our seat in the restaurant, in Haymarket.
Yep, there was more wine. Because after all, we only had to toddle across the street, and scoot inside, and find our seats.
Oh yeah, that's right. We had a drink in the bar downstairs in the theater - and, intrepid vacationers that we are, we bought wine ahead for intermission, so it would be waiting for us.
And then we couldn't drink it later - because we were: 1)getting tired, 2)getting drunk and 3)didn't wanna sleep in our seats and be all embarrassed. (This is no test. They're all thr right answer.)
After the show, I'm not gonna kid you, I had to think for a few minutes to remember that we cabbed back to the hotel.
Later on tonight....I'm talking about Sunday.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
As night followed day, on day two...
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I love the fact that this post is all about the wine - and not a word about the show.
Are you going to be in a fit state for Sunday?
It's a cliffhanger.
I wonder if you remember what show it was?
Ha!
And sorry, I was too sleepy to write the rest last night. It's coming later today.
Sounds like you're really lamenting that lost bottle there. Also sounds like you were having a great time.
Did they at least offer you a "to go" cup for what you purchased? I sure hope so.
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