After an amazing birthday weekend spanning from wild, wild to super quality time, I was all sorts of overs: overloaded, overwhelmed, overjoyed. I really couldn’t picture spending the last hours of my birthday doing anything other than… Appreciating? Holy mush pot!
I auto-piloted my way to The National’s Alligator album and began my touristy trek through downtown. The child-sized Boston tee sealed my touristy getup.
In between snapshots, I had a brief moment of panic. “Is Bamboozle even open for dinner on Mondays??” A decent amount of cars, flashing christmas lights, and a sidewalk diner indicated yes!
Of my gazillion Bamboozle experiences, this was the first camera accompanied visit. I couldn’t wait to take pictures of the real thing – the inspiration behind this feast and this feast.
I ordered my staples, read the latest TBT, and was on my way.
An odd birthday ending, it was. But I enjoyed the solo celebration nonetheless.
Bring it 28!
Happy Birthday!
Thank you!!
Sounds like a great way for a ‘Monday child’ to spend a Monday birthday. Nice photos of downtown Tampa!