After a few minutes of walking around on the scorching boardwalk, we decided we needed some refreshments. We found a $10 all-you-can-drink frozen drink stand and quickly plunked down a Mr. Jackson ("Dos, por favor."). After a few sips, we realized the drinks, although festive looking in their florescent test-tube cup thingies, didn't contain enough alcohol to buzz a field mouse. We quickly remedied the situation with my the flask or rum we'd brought along "just in case." (Check out the reflection of Tara pouring. Artsy!).
