"We're crazy, but you're insane!"
So yeah, I'm back in Florida, go me! I arived at my destination at 1 p.m. EST Sunday. The ride here was awesome, and incredably long. I have many stories to share already, so I'll just give you one, which is where the title to this entry comes from. Traveling from San Antonio on I-10, I hooked up with a group of Italian Harley owners comming from Dallas. I rode with them all the way to Baton Rouge, where they decided to stop for the night (this was at about 5:30) I explained that my parents were expecting me in florida THAT NIGHT, and as such I would have to keep riding. They showed me their route, which was the seanic route and had them hitting Key West and Miami before finally ariving in Daytona on Thursday. When I showed them MY route, and where I hade to get to, they treated me to that lovely quote above. Oh yeah, you know you're messed up when life-long bikers are telling you that. I gotta go now, my Bike needs a wash and an oil change