A man walks into a bar a stranger and leaves with seven new friends. It happened to me in Woodstock, NY at a great place called Gypsy Wolf Cantina. What a great name! What a great place! It had me written all over, for I am traveling alone and was craving a beer; especially after a wonderful day kayaking the Hudson River that surrounds the Saugerties Lighthouse. If you ever find yourself in Woodstock, drive just a short stint up Highway 212, to witness human nature at it's purest kindness. The food is delightful, fuego upon request, and the wolves blood sneaks up on you.
Thank you again my newest of friends: Miguel, Jorgue, Jonathon, Marlon, Billy and Jessica, Jamie and Matt, for an evening to remember.
Miguel;Feliz Cunpleanos (Happy Birthday)! I hope you are having as much fun visiting your home town in El Salvador, as I did mine in Fairmont,WV. Matt; inspire to be heard, let freedom sing, be safe and steadfast in Iraq, Jamie awaits your return home. Jessica; keep illustrating life through your colorful vision. I hope to return to Woodstock one day; until then Dream-Create-Explore
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