11/9 we F*cking made it!!!

So, we started out from the old plantation bed and breakfast. There was supposed to be a hurricane weather report, so we tried to beat the shits by leaving at 6.00 am. We woke ourselves up at 5.30 just to do it. We started out, and immediately, the suckiness of the day was evident. The wind was blowing up a gale at probably about 15-20 miles per. The further we went, the more severe the wind got. We kept on pushing. We ate overly priced sandwiches twice. The wind became more and more intense, until we were basically leaned over at 45 degrees against the wind so we wouldn't be sent down the levee into the shitriver. We went by tons of shitty refineries, and we hated them all. But they look cool I think. then we were getting really desperate and just then, the wind shifted, coming from behind us. We rode like crazy, big ringin' it all the way to some park where Michael Lott-Manier picked us up and we just ate burritos and we are drinking. More from me later.