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this guy grabbed me and started dancing with me in a music store. i loved him.
trolley.
there were two flashes.
pulled pork sandwich!
our waiter at rendezvous. quite possibly the smallest man ever. he was all business until we asked him to take a picture with us... he couldn't have been happier to do it.
rendezvous. so yummy.
tiny hat. big beer.
lots of random stuff in this store...
giant sombrero!
some pretty sweet vests.
the diver at silky o'sullivan's. guaranteed to make you go down.
eli with three straws.
four!
he can do five.
couldn't focus on the task at hand.
taking a deep breath...
all ten straws baby. i know it looks dirty.
and done.
it went down.
stupid rain ruined my hair.
soooo full.
too much food.
eli and our server at the last bar we went to. i tried to get him to hit on her, but we figured she probably thought we were together. so i left her his number on a napkin when we left and wrote, "we're not together" underneath. however, my handwriting was so atrocious from all the liquor, it looked more like, "we're hot together." i'm sure she was confused.
frolicking in the courtyard outside the hotel room.
sad to be leaving. and sad that i look like hell.