After Stefan’s doozy of a post last week, it was difficult to follow up with my own. I had ideas; there was a lot that I had planned on doing for my turn behind the camera.
There were quite a few times when Stefan was here with me that the places we visited were geschlossen, closed. My hope was to use this blog post to transport us to one such location. However, just as with my plans with Stefan, Murphy’s Law came into play. On “My Saturday,” I went to the pharmacy to receive not one, but two immunization shots. I went back home to get some work done, and then headed out in the evening to Sons of Liberty for a whiskey tasting, a place I had wanted to take Stefan but which was closed when we tried. I didn’t stay long. The company I found there was not so good, and I started feeling not so good too. By the time I got home, I had a fever, chills, aches. I went straight to bed and had a long, miserable, sleepless night. I was geschlossen!
Although I feel that this week’s blog post is underwhelming, I was at least able to take this photo before I left the distillery. Though the photo doesn’t show much, the spirit or story behind it is a reminder of the lessons learned from Stefan’s visit: to make the best of things even with bad luck strikes; to find humor in life; and to know that the people who really care will appreciate your best efforts, even if you had hoped for better.