Onboard an aeroplane at 12:30am. Landed in Congo Town at 5:25.
Show to my quarters. Now I really need the bar.
A short walk from point A to point B. Sand drifts effortlessly between foot and sandal.
It is a familiar feeling.
A few beers later I am bouncing off the walls. Even though there aren’t any in this tiki hut.
Anticipating the flats.
It feels like I haven’t caught a bonefish since I started losing my hair shaving my head.
I didn’t pack near enough razors. And with good reason.
MG signing off (although sleeping WILL be an issue)
I think I see you on google earth…
Forget the razor…you’re going FISHING
Enjoy, MG!
Whoa… Johnny Spillane? You are going to have a very good week.
@NT – Waving from the south end…now!
@RK – Great first day – may never shave again!
@Bjornorama – Yep. He and his bro are too cool for words.
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