FYC Booming back for Ann Arbor, we vaguely resemble the pack of scooters from that Fine Young Cannibals video. Not too much further past this intersection Stefan's Trek attempts to reject its crank. We pass three teenagers trying to decide where to dump the body of that annoying kid they just ran over. We made the second longest leg of the trip, back through gallup park and richer parts of Ann Arbor, and down to Fraser's. Burgers and beers are consumed.
Next stop is a mile to the north.
We occupy a bench in the back of Dominick's, swilling mason jars of beer, sangria, and strawberry daquiris. While few could say it aloud, it seemed like a nice idea to stick around and enjoy the waning afternoon. Working our way up South U to Mitch's, most of us stopped to find help in the form of various combinations of sugar and caffeine. It had already been a long day and there was still much drinking to be done. It was much too early to be at Mitch's.