The Glass Is Half Full

After a hard day touring Liechtenstein, what with all the beautiful mountains and cool stuff to see, we were exhausted. I was in need of a beer. My brother and I decided to split one because the bottles are full pints. Its not that neither of us could drink a whole pint, its that we didn't really want to have a beer, but its the done thing when one is on holiday in the Alps. We order at random, my MO when traveling, then that first sip tells me that this is the best beer I have ever had. My brother grins across the table at me and we order another.