What hockey tournament?

Buddha here...I truly appreciate Bryan and the boys driving 12 hours to take the hockey bags. It enabled Doug and I to swing through South Beach and hang out with the hard bodies. NC beaches certainly don't look like this.

We've just landed in Raleigh. The games of this weekend seem like a distant memory. (Thank God). The memories of the meals, the jokes, the smells, and the restraining orders will last forever.

When do we leave for Prague?

Namaste