Talladega nights

a couple of rookies stumble their way around one wild week

do you even merica bro - Racerback Tank

After having enough of a bizarre cold streak this spring, we decided to head down South and check out one of the wildest races, and parties, that Nascar has to offer.  First off, let me declare that my wife and I aren’t huge Nascar fans. We are from Indianapolis though, so we do have a natural inclination towards watching cars drive really fast around an oval, but it’s not something we seek out more than once a year at the Indy 500.  We do, however, really love camping and a good party.  One day, I saw an ad for Talladega, and randomly sent an email to Logan asking, “Hey, do you want to go down to Talladega and camp for a few days and watch the race?”  This was mostly written in jest.  “Yup,” was the reply I received almost immediately.  I had no intention of actually doing this, but she had just called my bluff.  Now, I was committed.  Since the camping was free, we splurged on some nice tickets (more on that later), packed up the tent, said good-bye to the lake and set off for warmer weather!  Things, as they say, did not go as planned, but in many ways, that’s what made this an amazing, ridiculous, and amazingly ridiculous vacation!  Oh yeah, and we survived the severe thunderstorms, five days of marathon drinking and sleep deprivation, and a late night attack from Godzilla!  It was wild.  Here’s the recap: 

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