A couple of observations from the road...
a.) cities have their own scent. and whatever that scent is will transport you back to your last visit.
b.) don't ask a bartender in an Irish Boston bar to tell you what IPA's he's got on tap...between the brogue and the Boston-accent...you're probably not going to get it and expose yourself for the tourista that you are. If said bartender is smiling at you in a half-ass genuine way after you ask about his wares on tap...just take his advice on the matter.
c.) it's Oregon (like the stuff inside you) NOT Or-uh-gawn...don't correct me on this and I'll pretend that you don't say vaginer.
d.) i still don't understand the mystique of dunkin' donuts.
