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We were supposed to hop from Newark to Chicago and then out west. It was February, cold, and miserable. It took us a week of hopping and hitchhiking and just generally f’ing around and we never did make it to Chicago- got to see St.Louis though. At one point we rode for 11 hours over night through a freezing ice storm almost completely exposed at 70 mph. I really did think I was going to die not only because of the cold, but we were under the axel of a piggy back and it started slowly but surely lowering down on us. It sucked in a way, but I’ve never laughed so much or had so much fun and such adventure- ever. Thanks to my boys- Josh and Ben.