crab sandwich

I’m not sure what led me to believe we could ration the whiskey.

Even though we can buy (bad) Scotch and a handful of other types of booze in Angola, bourbon is nowhere the be found (unless you want to drop $50 for a small bottle of Jack).

So we smuggled in a bottle of Maker’s. I had thought we could enjoy a nip here and there and stretch it out for at least a month.

Silly me.

The Most Interesting Man knows what I’m talking about

The whiskey is gone. Long live the whiskey.

Rationing is over. We failed.

Then again … when you consider we’re 8,800 miles away from where we bought said whiskey, went back to work for the first time in a month, and had a serious health scare in the family (everyone’s OK!) … maybe the fact the bourbon lasted us nearly two weeks shows good restraint on our part.

Yeah … restraint.

I’ll drink to that.

Until next time …