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...ought we would beat the rush hour and have supper a little early. Right around the corner from Main St. is a world renown place call "Hog Heaven". Ate there before...great food. How little did we know that this is when our problems was about to start. After supper we thought we would drag Main St. You can't go to Daytona and not go down main street. I cannot begin to tell you what a mad house Main St. is. After Main St. we headed out to the speedway to buy a few t-shirts and see the sights and sounds out there. Remember early I said our problems was about to begin????, I'm getting there. 7:30 pm. After spending a few dollars, looking around we decided to head back to the room, get a good night sleep, get up early for a long trip home. Now our problems hits us big time. As soon as we got back to the room Judy started throwing up. I felt so sorry for her. Every ten mins she was in the bathroom. It was coming out at both ends. This went on ALL NIGHT LONG. I told her many times to "let me take you to the hospital". She kept saying it would pass. Man she can't have much more in her. By early morning I thought to myself..... up all night and I've got to drive this bike 500 miles. I was about to get a rude awaken. As I was loading the trailer it hit me. Now realize this. Most motel rooms only have one bathroom. One bathroom..........two sick people............you do the math. At around 8:30 we decided to head north. I wanted to head to the hospital. Judy kept saying we can make it. After stopping every 50 miles or so (even throwing up going down the road) we finally made it to SC. Still 225 miles to go. When we reach the SC rest area we stop, garb a bottle of water and crash on the bench for about 30 mins. Judy was laying on the ground like she was drunk. Man I hope people don't judge all Goldwingers by what they saw of Judy and I yesterday. We both where acting like we had a KING SIZE HANG OVER. The next 225 miles where th...