We walked through the abandoned streets of Cleveland in search of food as we sought something that was not closed or abandoned. We felt drawn to discuss apocalyptic scenarios and the possibilities of the undead lurking around the corner. Cleveland is a ghost town, or at least in the business district where we where staying.
After a small jaunt through what could have been an interesting walking route between buildings and alfresco dining establishments, we found the only restaurant open, the Harry Buffalo. Our experience there turned out to be a great one. Good food and great beer.
Ohvi was an excellent conversationalist and we kept each other in intriguing conversation for hours. I wish him luck on catching that early morning Greyhound.
We now leave to grab our continental breakfast and head for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
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