After yesterday’s hike I got an invite to lunch at the neighborhood Vietnamese restaurant. Enjoyed the company even if the food wasn’t to my carb-avoiding liking. Drank a couple of Saigon beers though as a reward for passing on the noodles.
I thought I had dinner plans with a friend for some Samgyapsal, but I kinda sorted got stood up. I was pretty disappointed because I’ve had a hankering for some grilled pork belly for quite awhile. Sadly that is just not something you can do by yourself. So I wound up drinking my blues away. Started at Shenanigans, the moved up the Hill for a few more gin and sodas at Grand Ol’ Opry. There’s a bar upstairs called East and West that features classic rock music, so I gave it a try. It was pretty nice.
I left East and West and crossed the street to Debut Bar. It was the last night at the Hooker Hill location so I wanted to say farewell to Polly.
Obviously, I wasn’t the only one with that idea. Polly treated us to a round of drinks and we wished her “cheers” in the future…
I was very drunk after Debut and discretion being the better part of valor and all I made my way home. And spent some time on the floor. I’ve got to stop doing that! I’m sure it’s the gin. I just can’t handle it like I do the beer. The things I have to tolerate just to lose some weight.
Woke up too early (got to remember to turn the sound off on my phone, although truthfully I was too drunk to even plug in the charger last night). Anyway, I like to make something in the Crock Pot on Sundays, so I set about making a pot roast…
added in some carrots…
…and celery…
…some onion…
…then poured on my “secret” blend of herbs and seasoning…
…then set the timer for 9 hours and prepared for my Han river hike…
It took me an hour to reach this oddly familiar bridge (where have I seen it before?) so I headed back towards home from there…
3/4 of the way back…
…but I took time out to smell the blossoms…
Reached home tired and hungry, so I plopped some chicken on a stick on the grill…
Not pretty, but tasty nonetheless…
Now it’s time to shower up and head out for my Sunday dart league matches. I’ve got to play two today, so that’s a good three hours work. Great exercise though. Ah, the life of an athlete.