Nantucket After Dark

After showering and shaving, and all that other "night on the town" stuff that guys do, Brian & I walked downtown to Cy's Lobster Pot (formerly the Atlantic Cafe) for dinner. I began a bowl of their excellent clam chowder and a Long Trail IPA (another island location with no Cisco on tap?!?), and finished with ______ (how can I not remember? I think I had fish & chips, but I forget). Then it was off to the Rose & Crown for a few more Long Trail IPAs, and to watch the Celtics pummel the Lakers, and hopefully win title #18. Sadly, it didn't turn out that way. And to make matters worse, I had a hot Dominican girl sitting in front of me, flirting and bragging about how "her" Lakers, even though she lived in Miami, were going to destroy us (which, unfortunately, they did). Despite her garrulous nature and flawless skin, I was not sad to see her leave at halftime, before the Celtics had fully imploded. There were plenty of other beautiful women in the place to keep our vision occupied however, including a heavenly Brit brunette with eyes to die for, and a smile from the gods.

Once the game was over, I was so annoyed with the loss, I walked back in the night air to the room for a minute to collect myself. Mind cleared and reset, I called Brian, and met him at Cambridge Street (nice legs, missy at the bar!) for another beer. By then we were all about being 'out & about' (and she was the only female in the place), so in quick succession (after guzzling our pints) we hit several other places, ending with last call at The Gazebo as it was closing down. Because we each had eight beers over the course of the evening, the five bottles of Cisco Sankaty Light left in our room's minifridge sat untouched for the rest of the trip, to the delight of a Chestnut House staff member when we checked out the next day. Despite the Celtics losing, it was a pretty fun bar-hop on the island. Up next: Nantucket Day 2