Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Day 27: Back to Where It All Began


Ocho awoke early this morning, fetching coffee and bagels before the rest of us could even get out of bed.  We were soon caffeinated, carb-loaded, and ready for one of our last treks on the roads.  Tres sent us on our way from outside her apartment, ending her stint as one of our greatest hosts.


The drive took us from Illinois, to Indiana, a brief detour into Michigan in order to add that state to the list, Ohio, a brief piece of Pennsylvania, and then New York, where the Amigos first rendezvoused.  Although we were now missing one of the four, he had made the trip with us in spirit.


We stopped in Buffalo for the night, wanting to save the sights and sounds of Niagara Falls for the morning.


The hotel was possibly our nicest of the trip - Oh, how we spoil ourselves as the end draws near!  We were soon at the bar next door for some late drinks and hopefully dinner.  The kitchen, however, was closed.  Not wanting to lose what appeared to be their only customers, they attempted to convince us to stay by offering anything from the frier and reminding us they were open till 2am.  We decided to see what else Buffalo had to offer in the way of Culinary Arts.

And what a glorious decision this one turned out to be.  We soon found ourselves within Nicky G's Sports Bar, which was perhaps a mile's walk from our hotel.  This walk was made quite quickly and with no stopping on street corners.  It appeared we were perhaps the only non-regulars there this Sunday night, as well as the only non-New York licenses the bartender had ever seen.  Ocho was so bold as to use a passport (replacement license still en route via mail). While perhaps possessing a more traditional structure than Snake and Jake's of New Orleans fame, we agreed this bar was on par with it in many other ways.  In order to better fit in, Ocho announced quite loudly that "This is our jam!" when Rack City began playing over the speakers.

We were soon seated at the bar, enjoying being able to get three drinks for under $8, and befriending several of the patrons around us.  Our food came quickly and was heralded by the amigos as delicious and extremely filling.  All of the profits at Nicky G's must go straight to the kitchen, because those burgers and sandwiches were incredible.  That, or it was close to 11pm and we were starving, but we're pretty sure it was the former.

After a quick jaunt back to our hotel we were soon in bed with dreams of Waterfalls and Canadian borders dancing through our heads.

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