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It’s hard to put into words just how fun the Are you alright? trip was. Traveling with some skaters you had on your wall growing up, driving them in a city-sized bus RV, and sleeping the entire time in between the steering wheel and windshield was exactly where I wanted to be at that point in my life. I'd never met Clint Peterson before, but I liked his skating so I cold called him to see if he wanted to go on this trip. He was down to go. It’s funny how now a days if I was invited on a trip like this I would ask lots of questions, “Where are we sleeping? Who’s driving? How long? who’s going/where are we going?“ I don’t think he asked any questions except for “Where do I need to be to get picked up?” Our only intention was skating, and seeing where the road took us. We partied a lot, we skated a lot, Jon and I knew nothing about RVing—not when to dump the water, where, etc. We definitely had issues with that, and learned the hard way ;) This type of skate life was how I learned the ropes o
