The Mercedes.

In October 2011, my friend Michael mentioned a contest on Facebook about how you could win a Mercedes C-Coupe 2012 by sending in a video explaining why and what you would do with the car. We looked more into it, and it seemed pretty legit so he drew out a map of driving it from Baltimore-California, then we made the video and submitted it. 1 month later we heard back from them, letting us know we were in the top finals but the only thing is we would get the car for only 7 days! We needed insurance on it, we would also be given 4 Grand, and a camera to film the whole trip for advertisement purposes. I was at work one day and Michael called me telling me we won the car! I nearly lost my mind, and the crazier part was we had to pick it up in Hunt Valley on December 5th, 2011 which was my 22nd birthday. It was fucking insane, incredible, and unrealistic but it happened. I drive home we discuss further plans on what we were going to do, lots of ideas and thoughts came into plan but the final idea was to go from Baltimore to Atlanta to visit friend/former 2008 Olympic runner Stan W. and party with him then from there we would leave and go to New Orleans then drive back to Baltimore to unfortunately return the car. The day finally came! Mike gave me a pair of sun glasses, he had a pair and we drove around the city all day showing off the car, he bought me pizza from Nacho Mamma's, we showed friends, we drank, we went intense SPEEDING on the highway. It was awesome, then I had cake, got gifts, best day of my life probably. The next morning we left for Atlanta for real, we made it to Richmond to rest and stop for a bit, we walked around the more college area's, we went into a Chili's and ate, we made up fake names during the time we were in there. I was Adolf Wang, and Mike was Victor Domino. We left looked on OLV and Joseph Gordon Levitt was in town filming a movie. so we looked everywhere for him but couldn't find his set, so we kept on going! We were
driving for endless hours, got tired in North Carolina listened to 1800-Junk, Playboy radio, Howard Stern radio, basically anything we could call in then one of the playmates said to call in to play a "Sexy" game with them. We were bored so we called in which was live and aired every second I spoke. They asked who I was? Where I was from? & if I was ready to play? I told everything right and yes. They asked name 5 women you would have sex with it could be any person in the world, 5 toys, and a place of choice you would do it in? I said all the women from The View. A taser, sledgehammer, handcuffs, 2 others idk. Meth Lab (Mike "shouts" -double anal). That left us laughing and cheered for awhile. We made it to Atlanta, but didn't want to wake Stan since it was so early in the morning. So we slept behind a Walmart in the car, we woke up drove out to his nice apartment, he was in shock when he saw the car! We went in to freshen up, then went to the Waffle House down the street which was my first time eating there, it was amazing! I long for WH now forever. We hung out, checked out Atlanta, then Stan had to go to work so Mike and I did some more looking around with our 4 Grand. Then Stan was just about to get off work and then we knew it was time to fucking party in Atlanta! We looked up some good clubs and bars and went. First we went to a drinking trivia night, we came in 2nd place and got basically all of our drinks and food half off, left went into some clubs and got unrealistically drunk out of our minds with all our money! Let Stan drive went to another bar and that's when I was pretty sure I was going to die from alcohol poison. So they dropped me back at the apartment, as Mike and Stan went to a strip club and blew hundreds of dollars. I woke up the next morning and we all played Call Of Duty in the morning got some Sonic, then decided it was time to hit up New Orleans so we left Atlanta heading down more South and we made it to Alabama not even 15 minutes in a cop pulls us and some other girl over and asked us if we were racing which we weren't but he assumed we were due to both having nice cars, so he gave us $80 speeding ticket and told us to keep it moving. During a way Lana Del Ray was getting debuted on the radio so we listened to some live chat with her and all her songs. We drove, and drove, and drove! We started getting delusional and talked about Nicolas Cage and Yan for at least 5 hours straight of scenarios of what we thought there life is like and how we would control it if we could, it was insane, we got too exhausted and pulled over in a DQ in Mississippi and laid in the car and brain stormed on where to sleep with a bed but before that we parked behind a hotel and looked up a hostel in New Orleans and as we were doing that we saw a ghost like object running up towards our car coming at us, it was shit scary! We turned on the car and jet finally made it to New Orleans, looked at the main stripes as incredible as they were we had to call it a night! Arrived at the hostel and that's when we met Wes. One of the coolest guys we've ever met in our life who had so many good travel stories, and just knew how to live. He lived/worked at the hostel with his long time girl friend Denver. They booked us in and asked how we got here so we showed him the car, and then some Australian guy Brandon was checked it out too so we told them to get in and we went to Bourbon Street, walked around got incredibly drunk again, watched live music, seen boobs, went into some of the coolest bars known to man and partied our asses off. We got lost looking for the car got even more lost in Armstrong park, almost stole a bunch of bottles in a bar in a shit neighborhood, ran away finally made it to the car and drove back to the hostel. We get into our bunks and in the middle of the night I roll of my top bunk and collapse on my Asian roommate/break a cup! She screams! Everything gets weird I crawl back into bed, and sleep I wake up the next day. Mike and I start argue he runs out and takes the car all day, so I walked around N,O by myself all day mainly on Magazine street, it was awesome! He texts me late at night when I'm back in the hostel and asks if I want to meet Will Ferrell I say yes we apologize and head outside of N,O to some swamps where Will is filming a movie really late at night we drove our car in the creepiest fucking place possible, "Get Out" signs everywhere. We freak out, but keep going and that's when it just got super dark and it didn't seem right anymore as if we took a wrong turn or it was a myth on OLV. We leave or at least try but the mud was getting us stuck we managed to get out, drove back to the hostel did more drinking then slept in the car to not piss off the Asians anymore. The next morning before we leave we look up Nick Cage's ex mansions go to them and use the camera Mercedes gave us and filmed us out front of it, it was fucking awesome! We leave finally get back for Atlanta to hang with Stan for one more night, we listen to the Indie channel blasting the fucking radio, enjoying life on the road. We make it back to Atlanta, meet up with Stan he sells us some amazing running shoes for like $20 and that's when Stan says he has the perfect night ready for us, he got us into this huge club thing on some VIP guest list idk about it much but it was incredible. Did a lot of dancing, etc. Left go to some bar with live music Mike gets shut down by this girl and her friends, he gets pissed gets insanely drunk. We keep driving, keep drinking, go to Waffle House get Mike to pay for our, and the ladies next to us dinner, and take the car for one last bar it was underground in a basement thing, have fun. Leave and I run against Stan I got destroyed obviously against an Olympic athlete. We go home and decide it's to time to head back to Baltimore we drive back on the highway all night get home and give back the car! It was the most awesome trip ever. END!