...where distraction is the main attraction.

Saturday, September 29, 2012


I'm in dramatically gorgeous Breckenridge, Colorado with Kristen for her brother, Andrew's, wedding. The lovely Leslie has officially joined the Perry family. Yes, I've tried Breckenridge Bourbon (tastes very similar to Bulleit Bourbon), had some Scoresby (not bad neat but folds instantly under water), tried to dance at 10,000 feet (tried), and now I'm at the world's tiniest Celtic festival drinking Guinness draft and eating (Celtic?) candied pecans. Will return home soon but I don't really want to. Why would anyone ever want to leave this town?