...and then there were three.

Sunday 20th - 1000's of miles on the plane.

Hello blog readers. Let me introduce myself i'm Martin "Assistant to the Team Leader" Stew.
I'm one of Dan and Joe's friends from Uni who's joining them for the last 800 miles to San Francisco. Those of you who have seen the photo in that little red spandex number will realise i'm here to bring a little much needed style to the trip.

Before I tell you what you we've been up to since I arrived, allow me to vent a bit of my anger with Delta Airways. Firstly they stung me for excess baggage. Then they decided it would be hilarious to put me next to a six foot five vegan Maurie who was tattooed from head to toe and seemed to extend his disdain for animal products to a revulsion for deodorant (i've checked the ingredients of my Right Guard and there's no meat in a roll on). Then on the next flight from New York to Salt Lake City I was put next to a Bubba Gump look-a-like who had never flown before and started shrieking with genuine terror when we hit a bit of turbulence. I had to prise his hand of my inner thigh and turn up my headphones to drown out his whimpering.

Anyway enough about the flight. I was met at the airport by the boys Brad and Kyra, two friends Dan and Joe had met in Utah. The first thing that struck me was the fact they looked like two mountaineering hobos. It is impossible to appreciate how ridiculous Dan and Joe's beard's are until you see them in person. Joe's course wispy offering looks similar to Gary Johnson from Team America after he's been valmorphorised. Meanwhile Dan's grotesque growth makes him look like the reversible character from the Daddies Sauce bottle. He is also constantly snacking on bits of food which gets snagged in his beard not dissimilar to Mr Twit.