After my trip to Ireland I was itching to go somewhere else. Once you have the travel bug, it is next to impossible to get rid of it. It was a cold December night and my buddy Preston and I were talking about World War 2 and the conversation quickly turned from history to beer. After that conversation there was only one logical place to go, and that was Germany. There was just one problem! I had just met a girl named Jessica. We had only been dating a few weeks but secretly I knew it was the girl I would marry, mostly because she wasn’t afraid to try new things. I knew she would make the perfect companion on my quest to taste the beers of the world. Knowing it was a bold move, I asked her if she would be up for going to Germany in October…it was only January. To my surprise, she said yes! I guess neither one of us really worried about whether or not we would hate each other two weeks from then–we both knew we would be just fine.
Now, five years later, she has tasted many beers and traveled the world with me. Together we want to share those experiences with the world, or the three people who will actually read this thing. We call it…”A Six Pack of Stories”