Welp....straight off the plane from my wanderings and back to the poorhouse....I was informed that we were going on a group barcrawl (what better way to spend the $3 we had our mom send us). Luckily for us, there are happy hour specials all over this city. You just gotta know where to find 'em (nice job on the research, foxy).
The goal of the night was to explore what the greater Denver area has to offer us in terms of local beverages (It was all about the culture, really) without going to Sanchos. Has anyone mentioned Sanchos yet? Its the Grateful Dead Bar that Foxy and I will never deny a night at. Who were we fooling....2 am rolled around and we couldn't resist the pull of the grunge that Sanchos has to offer. I think we found our local watering hole....
On that note: Norah is babysitting TWICE this week, Kat is puttin in 3-4 whole hours at her old job, and Foxy started school!! Major.Moves.
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