Junket in Lima.
'Yes, uhm, rock n roll .... air time and uhmm ...'
Passing the mic to Alec.
Collin, wisely hiding on the balcony.
The streets of Lima await.
Bro style. Always bro style.
On the road, it's the little victories. Gonzo comes up on a chicken dinner.
Natty plaza, high in the hills.
King of Dirt.
Ollie off that little curb cut. Wow.
Oh shit, locals!
Big Lou, fakie frontside flip.
Mario Saenz, a hero to the peoples of Latin America.
Lippy into the drink.
'Yo bro, you can't chill here ..'
'Alright boys, demo time!'
Hathaway-esque Beetle drivers, everywhere.
Tight crew, I mean The best!
I know, hard to tell exactly what's happening here.
This is mindblowing to me, but then again, I was raised on spines.
'So tell us, Mario, what makes the Spider fly?!'