We ended up staying an extra day with Marco at the beach, so we were able to see everyone rip out of the driveway on their ways home through the rain.
When we meet up with everyone Lorient, there was a pack of about 40 rightous choppers going through the streets. It was a short ride to lunch, which I still fucking ended up on the side of the road for a quick stop, and then it was a cool ride out through the countryside afterwards out to the bay and the final campsite.
