After waking up around 7 am on Saturday, we managed to concoct a strategy for getting the most out of the city. Breakfast burritos were made, mushrooms were debated, and then the kitchen was cleaned. Dave, our tour guide, drove his car to the Sam Adams Brewery around 11:30 that morning so that we might partake of the tour. Mirroring our earlier tour of the Brooklyn Brewery, there was a general discussion of the history of brewing and then a sampling.

We next went to some bar that Dave swore by. I had a burger. It was filling. Driving around the city after that was an exercise in futility. Parking is difficult, and mass transit is not a convenience. We returned home to search for mexican food. We found all we were looking for in a place called Rudy's, although the seating arrangement left something to be desires. I won't get specific here.

The evening ended with team Mason-Dixon winning a game of Taboo, although it was only because I was willing to loudly call a spade a spade. No one else had the commitment needed to speak up, I suppose.