So I always wanted the Spring Break where I came back absurdly tan -- well I finally got my wish thanks to Joe and Eric. Joe, Eric, Emily, Erin and me all got the chance to crash at Erics in the Florida Keys. Oh so nice! It was fantastic, I lost all sense of time and space and hypotised myself looking at the waves -- but I wasn't gone enough to forget, "Please don't ask, just taste." Ah the South....
Me, trees, backpack, Key West -- ah spring break!
Erin the boat...
Mr Joe putting on the sunscreen at Holiday Isle -- all was nice before the Long Islanders showed up... and the horrid Bob Marley renditions...
And Mr Eric...
Joe and Eric at the Most Southern Point....
Ms Erin, but look in the background...
Me and a huge boat!
We're drowning! We're drowning. Ermm no, maybe not, as the water was 80+ degrees and three feet deep... ah spring break!
My view, the sand, the sun, the music, zzzzz
Whats going to Florida and not seeing a Butterfly Ballot, well I suppose the 'gator will do...
Tourist kitch that looked cool to me at the time...