I almost didn't come home
I was in Florida this weekend for my oldest brothers wedding (Congrats Shane-o!) and fell in love with the beach. It was my first experience with the coast, and I think the sound of the surf did something to my brain. There was 3 things that sent me home. My dog, my job (or I guess I should say not having one in FL), and lack of fun roads to ride in Florida. I thought Kansas was flat, but I think Florida (at least Orlando and 70mi or so south of) seems more flat, straight, and boring as hell! The challenge I'd have is keeping my wrist out of the throttle. Having seen the results of a happy wrist here, I'd probably be without a license and bike within 6mo of living there.
Met some damn beautiful women down there. I will be back, somehow some way, I will be back.
I also missed my flight out, and damn near didn't make it back home today!





