So here I am, sitting in a hotel room in our nation’s capital on a fine winter’s afternoon. My back aches a little from lugging glasses, but I’m not complaining, there’s a nice cold glass of Hop Zombie in my hand which is going down very nicely, thank you.
But enough about me – this short post goes out to Beervana and all those who make it happen. I had some idea of what it was about, but until you are in it, it’s impossible to grasp the incredible vibe which comes from a volunteer driven, non profit beer festival that really is all about amazing beer and the brewers behind it.