We are finally going to give you all some closure and wrap up the cross-country blog. There was a lot of cool stuff on our trip across the country. Historic sites, big cities, scenic farmland, family and friends. But we weren't going to be really satisfied unless we won the license plate game. You sort of have to on a cross-country drive, right? We ended up tapping into a North Dakota connection in SLC to get one of the last holdouts. Cheating? We think not. Anyway, it broke a license plate drought and we saw one on the interstate a few days later so it was worth it. But Hawaii? What are the chances of randomly running across a Hawaii license plate?

Turns out the chances are good. We saw this right after getting back on the road for the last leg from UT to CA. Forgive the photo quality- this picture was taken at 76 mph on I-215 at the SLC airport. But make no mistake, that is a genuine Hawaii plate. In the middle of Utah. I'm sure that poor guy will never forget the minivan of honking, waving, maniacs that chased him down the interstate. Totally worth it.
