Boston, bae & beeah

This morning, Dad and I rolled into DFW airport at around a quarter past five. We were in the air for over three hours, and we were in Boston before lunch. We took a bus to the train to our hotel, but we walked in long before check in, so we stashed our luggage and went directly to the Samuel Adams brewery. Best move we could have made. 

We learned about beer, brewing and craft breweries. We had samples. Oh, the samples! 

When it was all said and done, our hotel room was ready. We checked in and went to the 13th floor. I actually admire this hotel for having a 13th floor. When we walked in, there was a pair of cupcakes and a bottle of champagne with flowers nearby. I thought, "Wow, this place goes all out for a birthday!" 

Then I read the card. Cas had arranged my birthday treat. He may be the sweetest, most thoughtful man in the history of the whole gender. 

After that, Dad and I went walking along the freedom trail for a bit. We managed to stop in a bar and have a little more Sam Adams. We hooked up with my cousin Kevin and his son Sam, then went walking around Faneuil Hall. It's nearly nine here, which means it's nearly eight at home, but given the day I've had, I wouldn't mind wrapping up the last day of my thirties just a little early.

Good night everybody. See you when I'm 40.