OK, OK, OK, I know what you are thinking. No really I do. One, it must be some sort of cool boat? NO. OK, then what in the hell would you go on another 12 hour road trip for? Wellllll? It all started in Boulder Co this past week, we flew out for a wedding from VA, and that was amazing and fun, but had also planned on driving to LA to visit our son and help him buy a car on his own.
Then hop on a flight home on Sunday. Wellllllll, see, I have a problem. I love my wife, and, welllllll, she fell in love with a Beetle, in Santa Monica, at our pal Butch’s dealership. Butch is the Gen Manager of Volkswagen of Santa Monica, and welllll, one thing lead to another, justifications were made, and we…she now owns the “cutest VW ever” and we are driving home to Virginia. Yesterday, yesterday again,today, tomorrow, and the next tomorrow. Yes, we flew to Denver to buy a car in LA. This is the sort of counter reaction to buying barn find boats that stink up the barn btw. So, we are road tripping, stopping at diners, and truck stops and toilets along the way. Hope you don’t mind today is sans boats. If you like just comment a picture of your boat so no one will be disappointed.
By the time you are reading this we are racing across the South and up through Memphis.. I hope.