Throwback to the time my best friend and I decided to take a spontaneous road trip without a map. We ended up in a tiny town that was hosting their annual rubber duck race. We laughed so hard we cried, cheering on our adopted duck, "Quackzilla." Spoiler: Quackzilla came in last, but we won a year's supply of rubber ducks as a consolation prize. Now, every time I see a rubber duck, it brings back those hilarious memories!