waking up this morning was by our own internal clocks. lying in bed, being lazy, we talked about going to check out The Sprout (St. John's only vegan resto) for dinner that night...reading the menu Bob says:
"this is why people don't like vegans, you know"
me: "why?"
bob: "because they name burgers things like give peas a chance" (note: neither of us tried this burger, but our meals were totally delicious)
(Storm's Island Gold ale)
we spent the morning and afternoon taking apart the bikes and packing them up, along with the rest of our stuff, with the ultimate goal of reducing our checked luggage.
it was frustrating and so by mid-afternoon we went for ice cream at Moo-Moos, the local dairy.
the wind was so incredibly crazy and the sky a wacky mix of grey and blue clouds that i just had to try Newfie Storm (a tasty, tasty, homemade--did i mention tasty?--mix of caramel and chocolate in mocha ice cream)...bob had Orange-Pineapple.
(orange-pineapple)
(newfie storm)
we walked along the steep side streets, admiring the colourful houses and then along Duckworth St...
thankfully it started to rain just as we neared a used book store (clearly we have an addiction)...but Bob found a heavy metal anthology of reviews from the 70s until the late 90s.
definitely a wicked find.
so what better way to top off a wonderful and relaxed and calm veg dinner than with some crazy hardcore music...i'm talking circa 1996...thankfully this still exists in St. John's at Distortion. it was a cd release party for Two Guitars Clash, but after seeing Icebreaker perform, we really didn't need to stay and compare.
*note to self...put on ipod when i get home:
1. sick of it all
2. snapcase - designs for automotion
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