A celebration of youth culture, Spring break evokes pictures from the past, of blurred red sunsets and even blurrier recollections of that one girl with the flamingo tattoo behind her ear. It’s a time to throw inhibition to the salty sea breeze and succumb to general debauchery and the lust of the open highway... I’m not talking about Sig Chi’s annual migration to a cheap bay-side motel; I’m talking about Daytona Bike Week. Every year, over 500,000 people from across the United States attend this ten day rally of motorcycles, concerts, street food, and wet tee shirt contests in Daytona Beach, Florida. Maybe it’s a nostalgic longing for the golden years that keeps them coming back. Or perhaps they never really left.