We choose to stay in Maine longer knowing that would mean a fast, non scenic, non leisurely ride home. We didn't feel ready to leave, we wanted more fall, perhaps even an early snowstorm, one more surf session, a few more beers with new friends. However, the call to get home, and to work, was becoming increasing louder and harder to ignore. We budgeted and re-budgeted until the next move was to cut out our Dogfish Head habit, and that 's when we made the call to head south.
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| Sleeping in the bus |
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| How Elwood would prefer to ride in his carseat |
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