That was the mission. I had to meet some advertising folks over drinks. Directions provided said the event was at the B. B Bar. Could it be owned by a new celebrity that goes by that sound? Who cares. At least it was not called Bar B (that would be gross).
I entrusted my little hand held gadget to guide me from A (BART) to B. Bart is not my child but rather the mode of transport. I followed it diligently making a number 1 pit stop on the way which was all very Bourne like - no wasting time - do what you can as you head to the B (in this case go to the head). This way the tank was ready to accept more liquids - all very strategic. Only gotcha - when the maps app said I had arrived - I actually found myself staring at traffic with no sign of said place.
What had happened was due to a spectacularly crazy limitation of the current app / map = only 2 dimensional navigation I was (as I later discover) at a different level entirely (perhaps 'spiritually' too). The Bar happens to be on a higher floor of a large park. That was not obvious. The altitude aspect was not captured in the map. Hence no B when I had arrived at point B. Not always easy to get from A to B is all. Eh?
No matter - eventually found a gal that seemed like she belonged to this city and so zoomed in and asked her if she could provide assistance. Her reply floored me - she was indeed a city dweller but had no idea where this place was and guess what she too was seeking what I was trying to find - B bar. What the heck? So we enlist the support of a local security type gal who gives us the look. Proceeds to caution us that there may be such a destination steps above where we were presently perched. Would we like to check out? Another dude had inquired earlier and she was seriously considering starting to charge people for it - even pretend it was part of the Cover. Who knows. Any rate we acted on given advice and did find ourselves amidst people in varying degrees of stupor hanging on the terrace where B was located. From that point on it was indulging in libations and watching humanity in variety of colors and shapes and IQ communicate/advertise (or try to anyway) to members of their species.
Ha the event was 'outdoor'!
This autumn the weather gods cooperated as we took a family trip in the northeast to see six states that qualify or makeup what is known colloquially in America as New England. Mass, Maine, Vermont, New Hampshire, Connecticut and Rhode Island (tiniest state in the union). The outing helped tally up the states we either lived in, visited or have worked in to 47. Guess which three have eluded this intrepid traveling family. Any rate the drive was all in about 1,800 miles and included some memorable geographic wonders or points of interest. Easternmost part of state of Massachusetts being one. Furthest drivable road east in Mass being another. Visit to all Ivy League schools (term harkens to a collegiate athletics conference and generally regarded as elite academic institutes of some repute worldwide) is another random bucket list item of which this trip afforded the chance to knock two more of the list. Dartmouth in Hanover, NH and Brown (and its sister institute the RISD - school f
Positives from the outing.
ReplyDeleteYou got drinks, finally. You met a gal who you wouldn't have otherwise. You got to blog about it. Totally worth it. Thank the mis app!
turth - a gal, a gab and a gimlet - could have been worse
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