Hey Guys, this is Lawrence.
You might know me as a mumbling bubbly Belgian guy, who likes his beer and lives in Miami (where they don't let me drink, which upsets me and usually gets me started on animated rants against America as a whole).
I joined Sarah and Jessica for the second part of their road trip only this morning but already the noise level in their car has reached new heights (have I mentioned that I have hearing damage even though I'm only 20?) and, as far as I can say, as has Sarah's exasperation.
Before that they stayed two nights in my family condo in Miami and this morning, armed with my two packs of beer (only the finest belgian ones and a selective few american ones).
The only purpose of this trip (except getting my older friends to buy me beers and sing along to punk rock as loud as possible) is to get to New Orleans (spoiler alert!) where I can finally practice my finest swing moves in their natural element.
After that I don't know (forward thinking is not really my strong point). Maybe I will grow to like America, who knows? After all, the country that produced Louis Armstrong and Metallica can't be totally bad, right? But they also make Bud Light, and so shall never be forgiven.
Currently, I took control of the car audio system and single handedly decided of where we were going to have lunch. As far as I can see (not very far) this road trip is going to be pretty good.
(This post was not written by Lawrence. Any resemblances with existing characters are purely a coincidence)