We're home, well it feels like home anyway. We got in yesterday around noon all the traveling went well, no lost baggage or extra charges. After we drug all the bags through the sand and to the boat we went to Estel's for lunch. They have the best homemade scones called Fried Jacks. We decided to go home and settle in. The 3 mile boat ride home was a little wet because of all the extra weight and direction of swell. No worries it was 75 degrees (only because of the cold front going through)!After unpacking I thought I would take a nap but Matt broke out the rum instead. We had a few shots and went next door to the neighbors for a party. Karlene brought Jello Shots and a lot of people partook. Even me madre', the funny thing was she likes jello and decided to chew it instead of shoot it! The picture is priceless. After we stuffed ourselves with bbq'd shrimp and fresh salsa we called it a night. It was only 8pm and we were so tempted to go to bed (we didn't get much sleep on the plane). Time to get out the book.
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