What do you call rolling around in the mud with a few hundred people you’ve never met before? You call it the Warrior Dash; I call it a heck of a weekend. For the second year in a row I made a pilgrimage to Johnson Creek, Wisconsin to jump over fire, swim through a murky lake, climb cargo nets and traverse a few muddy mountains. I couldn’t think of a much better way to celebrate than a Warrior Misto from the Starbucks in Beloit just over the state line. This is my second stop in Beloit, and a different store. And this time, I’m wearing this awesome t-shirt.
On a Thanksgiving Day pre-turkey jaunt through downtown Crytal Lake, IL, it seemed only fitting that I pose with my mother for a thumbs up. You see, this is the town in which I spent most of my former years (well, technically Cary, but I don’t like to talk about it). Also fitting is the guy behind us photo bombing our picture.
The barista insisted that it’s a good year for Christmas Blend. Let’s hope he’s right.
I wasn’t AT ALL expecting to come across a Starbucks at the Black Hills Motorcycle Rally in Sturgis, SD. A five dollar latte just doesn’t really “go” with the whole – tough guys, topless women, Harley scene at the rally. So I literally squealed when I saw this little green flag with that beautiful siren proudly flying on Main Street in Sturgis. It wasn’t exactly a Starbucks, it was a beverage vendor who “proudly serves Starbucks coffee.” Usually I would scoff at this, but the vendors were a really nice guy from Michigan and his dad, and he gave me this vanilla frappuccino free just because I’m from the Midwest. So that gets you a healthy tip, and a big thumbs up from me.