This post could be super long. I could tell you all about how awesome last Saturday night was, and how we kidnapped Pete for his 30th birthday and took him to Reno.
I could tell you all about the guys getting arrested after dancing with our friend Seabs, or the photo sessions in the hotel room. I could tell you about the mobile dance parties in the street, or the Sparks at 4:55 am. I could tell you about the dinner with the gallon pours for Makers on the rocks, and I could tell you about the breakfast served to us by a lady who I could have broken in two. But…I wont.
What I will do though, is link you to his story. Pete is a great story teller, and even though he was the one living his story, and I was the one living mine….you can get the gist. He wrote about it here.