Day One.

15 Oct Day One.

So basically, to sum my life up shortly for all of you, Ill start by saying I’m on the most random trip ever. Stefan and his boss were planning on taking a trip to Daytona Beach, Florida, with a girl Stefan knew. This girl bailed out five hours before they were set to leave, so a replacement was recruited, and that replacement was me.

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So here I am in Kenly, North Carolina. Around 6 hours from Jacksonville. I’ve slept most of the way so far, but we’ve been shooting photos the whole way so that I can keep you guys updated every time I come into contact with internet.

We left at 3 AM from Orangeville on Saturday night. That morning I guess, we smashed the fuck out of Bambi, and left our front bumper totally annihilated.

I basically slept through it. I remember waking up, hearing talk about hitting a deer, realizing I was still alive, and not being phased by it at all and going back to sleep. Stefan didn’t even really wake up either. So that was sweet.

I took a shit in a bathroom that had peoples names and where they were from written all over the stall’s wall. I was pretty stoked but bummed I didnt have anything to leave my mark with. We stopped at a gas station called Sheetz and it made us think it would be funnier to call it Skeetz. We also grabbed a McDonalds breakfast. It wasnt cheaper and I was not amped. This gas station also had a great view which was basically pure Americana. Oh, they had Do-Rags too. Welcome to America.

We just got our Motel room and went for a cruise on the bicycles. Went to a gas station and Stefan was interrogated by some hood-rat bitch. She asked if he had a brother and if he thought it was funny that she got runned up on and almost stabbed the other night. Not us, we issss Canadians. She didn’t believe us though so we peaced. We also found a sweet sign.

So here we are. Sleep time.