Luckily we made it to Baltimore. As sweet as it would be to see a tornado im pretty glad we pulled off the highway to get gas when we did because there just so happened to be one burying itself deep in Wilmington, DE (or so the weather said) which was 11 miles south of where we were. We had mixed feelings as to whether or not we should continue our journey into the storm, we decided to gently remove our tampons and tackle it head on. The tornado must have pulled out because I fell asleep to the therapeutic sound of rain hitting our windshield and the next thing I knew we were in Baltimore loading into Sonar. Apparently the storm canceled an outdoor hippie fest and it got moved into the big room at Sonar. There were hundreds upon hundreds of happy, genuinely nice, and smelly hippies all the way up and down the block. In the spirit of giving Trevor decided to become the Pringle Man in the White Van. The hippies were lining the sidewalk right next to our van and Trev had a brand new can of pizza pringles. He started quickly opening the vent like window of our van, catching many hippies off guard and making them jump, and then yelling "Getchya Pringles Here!" He would then lightly slide a pringle out the vent-like window and see if the hippies would take it. Surprisingly 95% of the hippies took the pringles and ate them with a smile on their face. This continued for about 45 minutes until the line and the pringles were gone.

What can we learn from this?

Hippies are very trustworthy when it comes to strangers with Pringles in white vans