Me. Yesterday.
Got drunk. Wineries, darling. Zsa Zsa style. Excellent restaurants, sweetie. Walked through a sad mall. Airbnbs destroy hotel rooms every,time.
Passed out at 8 pm . . . because, you know, old.
Trump winery, was fascinating. And a stop off at Montpelier on the way home, just for fun. I love that type of shit. Not as awesome as Monticello, but still cool.
The, end.