I'll never get back that hour of my life that disappeared when we crossed the border from California.
Anyway, we're in Arizona, having made such good time on the 10 fwy that I'll bet we beat out some journos from Los Angeles who have bigger expense accounts and flew. Miguel Melendez caravaned out with us, and could have beaten us into town easily, but he slowed down his nice ride to hang out with us a little bit.
The stadium in Glendale looks like a giant inflatable bounce-house.
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