In the evenings we ate, drank and danced. First we feasted at the restaurant hotel. Warm evening breeze, moonlit ocean view, mariachi musicians complete with violins to serenade us. We savored the sea bass and shrimp, just getting into the flow of “living large.” Later, we really went nuts, dining at the two famous "Trailer Park" restaurants, Faro Viejo and La Golondrina. Ed just ordered everything on the menu and we ate like kings. Lobster, crab, chicken, burritos, salads, soups, you name it. We came, we saw, we scarfed.

At The Gigling Marlin we did jello shots with tequila in them. At Nowhere Bar, on a dare from Dick and Brent, Pete got up on a table and danced for two cuties. Squid Roe became our favorite dance spot . People recognized us in the streets the next day and shouted, "Hey, it's the Squid Roe Dancers!" Ed the dancing giant, Duncan dancing wheelies and spins in his wheelchair, Pete "The Robe" in Dick's multi-colored bathrobe, Zoro hat and sunglasses. And John, with his hand stands and spinning beer glasses. Note: Click on any image to see a larger version, then just use the "Back" button to return to this page.