Matt went for a swim when we checked out Pensacola … I can’t get into how fucked up the situation is …
It looks like the oil’s gonna hit tomorrow …
Last night, in Charleston, I almost kept up with Matt’s seemingly endless capacity for barbecue. Alas, tonight, I was defeated and had to go with the fried chicken basket … I’m blaming it on the 30oz margarita. Anyway, Pineapple Willy’s produced some good ribs, meat melting off the bone, but the sauce was lacking [...]
We picked up some fireworks on the way through Georgia and thought we’d put them to good use on the beach. Our cab driver (not the one named Yoda — no I’m not kidding) let us know that fireworks + beach = jail, along with suggestions on how to use an M80 to deter [...]
Well, after a little drama where my friend’s honeymoon in Bora Bora got cancelled due to a strike in Tahiti and I had to reroute their whole trip to Ixtapa, we’re headed down south. Check in regularly and hopefully we’ll have some gems for you soon…
I was thinking about shit the last few days — mostly about how much people suck — but I realized that one aspect of me (ever since we killed the pushup chart and the cigarette chart) that isn’t well reflected here on lifeisaroadtrip.com is my obsession with “the numbers”.
Forget the whole “truth, lies, statistics” [...]
Now, I have to say, all of the parents were great. We got to speak at length to both Kevin and Mara’s mothers, but Mara’s Mom, Deb, invited us to sit next to her at the reception. What a wonderful, loving woman. If Mara is half as lovely as her mom is, [...]
