
Just like their lunch spot; Jupiter. I asked Mike, can you see Uranus from there? He said no, but it's sore like hell.
Ba da boom!
Palm Beach - now that's another world. The previous trip when they went through there, they got a police escort.
Not because they were feted for doing a bike tour of Florida. But so they wouldn't even think about stopping, or worse, staying.
And Mike said the police were very upfront about it. Keep moving. And they followed them 'til they were out of town.

Nope, just using his iPhone to look for a campground.

Or as the song goes;
I wish I was in Tiajuna,
Eating barbequed igauna.
These guys are almost there!