The trip starts something like this, Brooks and me in the airport.
At PR Airport, we run into this jaggo Hans and get a beer across the street at Buffalo Wild Wings. Wait, is that a Beermeister?
The Drive from San Juan Airport to Fajardo to take the Ferry to Culebra.
On the ferry, Mom and Dad.
Honkey.
Carl.
Coffee hunk boyz.
Its not bad out here.
The Captain.
Dan and Pia happened to be on the island at the same time so they came to hang for a few nights.
This is basically what every night in Puerto Rico looked like.
Carl cried at the end of reading "Finding Nemo".
When Mom and Dad go to bed the bad boy games begin.
Walk through the jungle.
Brava Beach.
I pray, for our sakes, that his hair is cut this trip...
FAMILY MATTERS!!!
Here are the boys, The Captain.
Cookie Spit.
Me.
Carl.
Traitor.
Honkey.
A picture of Culebra from Culebra.
We briefly considered starting a boy band.
Dinner with the fam.
Snorkle daze.
Bad boy.
This seems to be a theme.
FAMILY MATTERS!!!
Dinner with the Fam.
You gotta make sure those blades are sharp, just in case...
Adventure awaits!
A picture of Culebra from Culebra.
Turtle ladies beware, this is our turtle trap/booty hut.
We met some bikini babes.
Double team, MVP, star QBs.
The first and only time they left the house. Just kidding.
This is the real reason we come to PR.
GONE!
Looks like its time for the man to step up to the plate, outta the way boys!
Oops, I got a handful of something there. Sorry bro...
Long daze in the sun call for hard sleep in the shade.
Best vacation ever.
