Go-cart madness

A colleague from the gym surprised us all with a "blind" trip one Saturday in April....When we boarded the bus in Frosta, we had no idea where we were going or what we were doing, we were only told what time to meet, and what to bring with us: wool mittens and Swedish money. Not all of us were buyin' it, and the ones who brought mittens and foreign currency got a little prize. We stopped for a picnic lunch on the way to wherever we were going, and ended up not too far away, (well, not in Sweden at least,) but just over in Trondheim for some fun go-cart driving! After that we hit the town and had a fabulous dinner for 16 at a great Italian place. It's not too often we get a night out on the town without kids, so we enjoyed every minute of it! Here's a short clip from our competitive go-cart driving!