Locally, this tree is called a "gringo tree" because the tree's peeling bark looks like the sunburnt skin of all the white tourists. Haha. (This is all info I learned from X on my Monkey River tour!)
Here's a closeup! Her entire back was COVERED with hundreds of tiny blisters that had all dried up and her skin was started to slough off in big sheets. Ewwwwww!
Meredith didn't bother to put on any sunscreen before she spent three full hours floating face down while snorkeling and got CRAZY severe sunburn. Ouch.
Meredith told Bob that she wanted to punch him in the face and Bob shrugged and said "Go ahead then. Punch me in the face. Hard. Do it." Meredith was happy to oblige (and I was happy to snap this picture just BEFORE impact was made). The look on her face is awesome. "I know I shouldn't be doing this BUT..."
Here's Sarah (showing off the comedy-tan she got while visiting a certain somewhere south of Florida) placing a panicked call to the actual Lawrence just to make sure he wasn't living a secret double-life as a solo electric violinist.
Around 4:30 it started to get chilly and we decided to head home. Meredith wore her sunglasses all day and when she took them off she realized she'd gotten a tan-line on the bridge of her nose! Haha.
Grant had also spent his weekend at the beach and was showing off a pretty, pretty nasty sunburn, which he was pretty excited about because it gave him a chance to flex his calves...
But she still got enough of a tan that she had to wear white make up on her face to work the next day so as not to blow her "I was sick in bed yesterday" cover story.
Meredith (being much smarter than I am) opted for sunblock (instead of the weak-ass number 4 lotion I used) and only ended up getting a little sun-kissed.
Look at the color of Grant's face. I swear to God I didn't alter the contrast or anything. I wish I had the audio file of him a few hours earlier all saying "It's cloudy, dude! You don't need to wear lotion when it's cloudy out!"
Even though the skies were overcast, with one quick comparison of Colin's chalk-white leg next to Grant's swarthy yam, we decided we had no choice but to hit the beach. Clouds be damned, we were in near danger of losing Colin to vitamin D deficiency.
And here's the sneaky, hold-the-camera-at-my-side stealth-pic I took of "The Most Sunburned Man Ever." Look at the color of his face. Holy shit. (And is it me or is does he look like a pink, bizarro Steve Buscemi?)
I spent most of Monday in meetings for work. Tara spend most of Monday getting incredibly sunburnt at the hotel pool. Ouchie. After meeting up, we set out on the strip to explore some more.