USA Honeymoon

Yes, after many miles (roughly 600) in the car, we made it with Andrew screaming obscenities at American drivers who cut him up (OH YES, I HATE THAT!) into the airport to drop off the car, still in one piece (even though Andrew wanted to just hand in the car battery and see if they said anything). Then we went to Hotel Rex and back to Internet land! Yes, we can update you and will do so when we get back, on all our adventures from the dude who was stoked when we gave him a cornetto, to the sasquatch cupboard, to the pines of Bear Mountain, to the heat of Vegas and the cowboys in the canyon. We ate steak, we drank milkshakes, eaten terrible hotdogs and gone gaga for good burgers - saw Elvis in Paso Robles whilst sniffing egg (it was the sulphur from the spring), to the down at heel town of Primm (it really was Grim). In the deserts and vineyards of the west, along the winding and treacherous Highway 1, staying in cabins, running screaming from dutch beavers and going soft over otters in Monterey (Andrew ate too much clam chowder here) and drinking when in various places. Love you all.