Well, the trip is over and we're all home and safe. We've all started drinking at lunch and continue to find Canadian shekels in random pockets.
These are the random last photos I'm sharing of the three men that went up to Vancouver to drink many beers and bond over conquering a shared enemy.
The three - a storm brewing... inside our bellies
Ryan liked the look and feel of the lucky hat.
Me trying to take a selfie in my lucky hat
Ryan ands Neil being followed into a dark stinky alley full of chicken slaughter by an even darker and slaughterier madman in his lucky hat.
30 minutes and 50 miles out of the way, Ryan is paying our toll for the new "convenient" toll bridge out of Vancouver.
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