What a great booze cruise last night. That had to rank one of our most fun.
The weather wasn’t ideal, but at least it didn’t rain and the participants certainly made up for it in terms of personality.
Mixing the first of many lethal buckets
I made my lethal rum bucket and it was passed around many times. We got to 13 straws in our patented drinking game, which is quite something. But this still did not beat Klaus’ group record of 23 straws and I doubt we ever will.
JN, jumping in for the first try of the first straw of the first bucket, its a slippery slope…
Ashley – what a man!
We stopped at Lighthouse and at first it seemed like no-one was going to venture into the sea, but as soon as Tzachir jumped in, there were girls from Singapore flying in thick and fast (usually after being pushed by Tzachir). No one escaped the wrath of Tzachir, including myself, despite being fully clothed.
She really didn’t want to go in
WWF – should that be wrestling or wildlife?
Big smiles all around
Later that night at the Pub after a hearty dinner of steaks (U.S. Angus – yum!), we turned up the tunes and there was dancing late into the night…