It won't be long now men, just bite down careful to avoid your tounges, stop popping Xanax and feast your eyes on victory, I will say when we roll the 300 miles or so from Flagstaff to Indio.
It'll be about hour 25 on our trip when we cruise through Flagstaff, with nothing but arrival in our heads. This part of the trip should go down easy from about 1 p.m. to 5 or 6 p.m., minus the time change, that puts our arrival right around 4 p.m. Tuesday.
We set the tent up, grab a quick map and haul ass to Tijuana. Who knows though, as was well-documented in the family friendly romp that was National Lampoon's Vacation, many things can and do go wrong in most nation-spanning journeys. We could arrive far later than expected. Either way, we're getting there.
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