Marathon Monday

I learned the secret to drinking copious amounts of alcohol is to spread it out over several hours. Melissa and I decided to go into town yesterday to join in on the marathon monday festivities (so basically any excuse to start drinking at 11am).

We took the train into Park and decided to walk since the green line was packed...and obviously in close proximity like that on a crowded train, at least one of us was bound to get groped.

It was quite a lovely and scenic walk over to Copley, I couldn't resist snapping multiple photos of all the blooming trees and flowers.

We finally arrived at the finish line and were about 25 people deep. We were so far back we could barely even see the huge TV. We did make it just in time to see the first woman cross the finish line, though. It was such an awesome thing to be a part of.

Here is almost as close as we could get to the TV.

The crowd quickly got to be too much for the both us since we are practically midgets, so we decided to go peruse Newbury Street (which was EMPTY) and grab our first drink of the day at Charley's. Sam Summer is officially out so of course that's what I ordered!

During our first drink, Melissa got a call from Alaina to meet for lunch. On the way to meet her, we spied this.

And then this in the window of the store:

Is that not the most hilarious thing ever?? We thought so. We even sang the song straight out of Clueless...don't pretend you don't remember "Rollin with the Homies" when Ty fell in love with Elton?? You know you loved that movie and song, don't lie.

Finally we met up with Alaina to try a sandwich place she had heard good things about, Piattini.

Here is me and Alaina after spying the HOT waiter we had. All smiles :)

I ordered the Piattini Panini...which is chicken cutlets, mozzarella, tomatoes, and prosciutto (which I opted out of). It was absolutely amazing. Fairly priced as well. I will definitely eat there again if I'm ever in the area.

After lunch, we headed over to Lolita to meet up with Laura after she finished the marathon (3:18 she finished because she is AWESOME). It's at this point that the double fisting began. One shot and El Diablo margarita at the same time. I would like to be all badass and pretend that I can handle this, but typically I can't. If I hadn't had food in between, I would've been a hot mess. Again, the secret to day drinking is to spread it out.

After chatting with Laura for a while and talking shit about people, Melissa and I and her friend Kip headed out to Kendall Square to meet the boy for a few drinks at Flat Top Johnny's. Two more beers were consumed as well as a soft pretzel (to absorb the alcohol so I wouldn't have to be carried).

Melissa and I had an awesome day. As promised, while everyone else was running the marathon, we were marathoning the booze and having a great time! Proof positive that you don't need to run a marathon to FEEL like you ran one the next day (after too much drinking the day before).

P.S. I'm not an alcoholic, I swear.