BEACH LIFE

UNCLE HANS TELLING A GOOD OLE DAYS STORY AT THE MEXICAN DANCE HALL.

 

TOO BE HONEST, I DON’T REALLY REMEMBER THIS FELLOW, BUT BASED ON THE SWISS T-SHIRT I MUST HAVE RUN INTO HIM LATE SATURDAY NIGHT SOMEWHERE ON THE ISLAND…..

 

 WE BROUGHT 10 SEA SHELLS UP FROM THE BEACH FOR “AZ” TO PLAY FLOOR HOCKEY WITH. HE JUST LOVES TO BAT THE SHIT OUT OF STUFF. BY THE END OF A COUPLE DAYS THERE WASN’T A SEA SHELL IN SIGHT, OR TO BE FOUND……

MARY THOUGHT WE SHOULD BUY HIM A COUPLE OF HERMIT CRABS TO PLAY WITH. I WAS VERY NEGATIVE ON THE IDEA, “I DON’T WANT NO STINK’N HERMIT CRABS IN THE CONDO.”

OF COURSE WHEN AIM AND MARY WERE OUT SHOPPING AND HERMIT CRABS CAME UP, AIM WAS ALL FOR THE IDEA AND THEY BROUGHT TWO OF THEM HOME FOR “AZ”. IT WAS A RIOT AS WHEN “AZ” TURNED HIS BACK THE CRAB WOULD TRY TO CRAWL AWAY AND MAKE HIS ESCAPE, AND EVERY TIME IT MOVED “AZ” WOULD BAT IT ACROSS THE WHITE TILE FLOOR.

 EVEN CHARLIE HAD TO CHECKOUT THE ACTION.

 IN THE END, THE CRABS SUCCESSFULLY SNUCK OFF AND FOUND A SAFE PLACE TO HIDE. HERMIT CRABS ARE NOCTURNAL AND AT 1 AM IT WAS PAYBACK TIME FOR AIM AS THE CRABS CAME OUT AND “AZ” BATTED THEM AROUND KEEPING AIM AWAKE HALF THE NIGHT.

AMY SMUGGLED THE HERMIT CRABS INTO HER BACKPACK AND FLEW THEM HOME TO HER BOYS IN DAYTON. THANK GOD, I DIDN’T WANT NO STINK’N HERMIT CRABS IN THE CONDO.

 

HERE WE ARE AT CLAYTON’S ENJOYING THE SEA BREEZE, COCKTAILS, AND “SUNNY & 80”.

 

THE THREE BROTHERS ENROUTE TO MEXICO IN THE RIALTA.

 

HEY AIM, THANKS FOR ALL THE NEW SHIRTS…. 

 

WE SENT THIS SELFIE FROM THE REEF TO UNCLE NEIL’S PHONE THE NIGHT BEFORE HE JOINED US ON THE BEACH.

 

THIS WRAPS UP THE BLOGS ON THE FAMILY VISIT TO SOUTH PADRE ISLAND, AND MARY AND I THANK YOU ALL FOR TRAVELING MILES AND MILES FOR DAYS AND DAYS TO JOIN US ON ‘DA BEACH.