(Disclaimer: This is more about the experience and less about the beer right now, so don't read if you don't want to, just wanted to write about it
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Holy shit, guys. Great American Beer Festival Night was an epic journey through space and time. I have to come back to the actual beer (I wrote down the ones that stood out but I have to translate my handwriting) but the evening was hilarious. Probably about 13,000 drunk-ass people in one giant room, and 2,000 or so beers to choose from (or less, actually, since they tend to run out of some stuff by the last session).
We did one round of sampling, started to feel funny, and got cheesesteaks. Then more sampling, followed by rice cakes. I stuck mostly with dark beers throughout the night (lots of coffee porters, mmm), and a lot of IPAs but kinda got tired of those after a while. There were just so many breweries and beers. Tried to go with ones I'd never heard of and ones that sounded interesting/unique.
Anyway, then we did more sampling, followed by a trip to the merch booth, which was overwhelingly huge. After standing in line for about ten minutes and finally deciding on a pair of "I
hops" underwear, I got up to the front of the line only to see a woman take down the last pair for someone two in front of me
At this point I was drunk and overwhelmed with the selection, so I just decided on some Raging Bitch panties instead, which I then proceeded to put on over my jeans and leave on for the rest of the night. More sampling, and time really flew. Suddenly the guy we were talking to told us last call was coming, so we found a promising-looking booth and I closed it out with an amazing sour (will let you know what it was when I figure these notes out
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Then my damn roommate got us tangled up with some guys (from Jersey, of course) who wanted to go to a bar and were probably hoping for us to come home with them based on the way the one was talking to Kim (but she was too drunk to realize what was going on, I think). I was not drinking any more, so we got to the (very crowded) bar, broke free from them by going to the bathroom, and bolted... to a gyro stand, mmm.
Found the train station somehow, made friends with a brewer on the train, then went into a bar to wait for a cab like two miles from our place... where there was karaoke, and we danced like morons, and the DJ asked if I was a superhero because of my underwear (which of course I forgot about until he mentioned)... until these three women started singing Bohemian Rhapsody and pulled us on stage, where we belted it out with them until Kim got a call for the taxi and we ran off stage right after singing "Just gotta get right out of heeere"
Took the cab home, Kim made pizza, fell asleep with half a slice on my chest, woke up, ate it, went to sleep, woke up at 9 am still kinda drunk, went back to sleep, and woke up to a nightmare feeling surprisingly good, except for the phlegm I was coughing up. At least I ate enough to leave my stomach in good condition
Oh, and I woke up with a blue mustache on my finger.
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