Mostly. After a grueling 3000+ miles, hours in cars, money spent on bad buffets, speeding tickets, angry toll both operators, murderers hiding in bushes, and a bazillion mosquito bites we’re back. And it was a ton of fun.

All three scooters ended up breaking down. Ironically, Mike’s scooter broke down just 30 miles from Minneapolis (Sean’s broke down just 30 miles outside of MPLS when we started). So there is some repair to do in the future. I’m not much of a blogger so I hope the other fellows will weigh in with some of what happened since I don’t really do that as well.

At any rate, heres to the good times and the bad times, and all the memories burned into my skull along the way.

-Dustin