After an hour in the sun, some of the (many) treats we'd purchased on the car ride out, especially the chocolately ones, had gotten gooey. Rather than having to squirt it out of the wrapper like toothpaste, Grant decided to chill that motherfucker out in the ocean to return it to a more solid state. (Mmmmmmm....delicious Fastbreak).
A bus trip really ain't a bus trip unless you manage to enjoy a shoddy-ass microwave sandwich en route. Extra points if consumed beofre 7am. Mmmm...breakfast.
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