My 30 year high school class reunion is this weekend! I’m getting on the train tonight, then renting a car tomorrow and driving to my hometown. I had a happy time in high school and am looking forward to seeing these people who were so important in my life once upon a time…
I’m not worried about the alcohol at the reunion — I didn’t drink in high school and neither did my friends, so, fortunately, I’m not stepping back into a difficult scene in that regard. (Plus, if it’s anything like last time, the “beer” will consist of that pointless cheap awful crap.)
Where I do have a history of drinking beer, though, is on trains. They feel so secluded. And vacation-like. I’m not overly concerned about the train even (I’ve been on lots of trains this year without drinking), but I am nonetheless very pleased with what I have packed — a bottle of fresh-made fizzy water (I just bought a Sodastream!) and some thick mango juice. Gonna have myself a nice little mangocktail tonight zipping across the prairie….