Fort Collins, CO

We were relaxed and rested by the time we left Wetmore, looking forward to a little city life and Everclear margaritas in Fort Collins. Abby Cape, one of my closest friends from the Czech Republic lives in Fort Collins, and we were staying at her family's home. Abby's house was just like her: cute. Her father had a huge garden in the back where much of their food came from and was even raising his own Thanksgiving turkeys. I still cannot understand how someone could eat something that they have raised and watched grow for such a long time. Abby had embraced their fate and names them Mashed Potatoes, Green Bean Casserole, Stuffing, Yams, etc.

  And look at the garden!

What else is there to do during the day in Fort Collins besides taste beer? Apparently not much, because that is just what we did. New Belgium gives you free beer! free!

We were feeling pretty good after the free beer (did I mention that it was free?!) Abby's dad made us delicious pizza that night and then we went out to drink our Everclear Magaritas!

Oh yeah, he we are really excited about Magaritas!

At the Magarita place we met up with Julie Bloom and she is just great! After we were good and drunk we walked on over to The Vault where we were greeted by two girls making out while a guy was creepily staring. Just as I thought to run in the other direction I heard the faint sound of a banjo in the back of the bar and marched toward it. The band consisted of a bunch of old men and a woman from Wisconsin playing familiar tunes. I was a bit homesick at first, but Julie Bloom and I started stomping away, ending the night as happy as I could be.

The next morning we said goodbye to Abby, to the free beer, and to the little gnomes who had greeted us a few days earlier.