Venezuela Pt. 3
After all the holiday fun we were able to sneak in some beach time. This is Playa Marina Grande. It was a little crowded and the water was brown cuz it had just rained heavily the night before, but all in all it was a great day for a little of the unwinding.
Father Funk and Mother Salsa were extremely happy to be back frolicking in their natural habitat.
Josie is chillin.
Grandma is definitely chillin.
Waves were not chillin.
Here I am convincing Josie to take a dip with me. I won and we had a swell time bathing ourselves in the waters of the Carribean Ocean.
This is the second beach we went to a couple days later, Playa Pantaleta. That translates to panty beach.I dont know why, but it was definitely a younger, more destructive, cars blasting music kinda crowd. This beach is further down the northern coast of Venezuela than the last beach. The waves were too fierce to swim.
Gotta make sure you put on some block.
Gotta make sure you drink whiskey on the rocks. That is the only way out here.
Gotta make sure you put on some block.
Gotta make sure you drink whiskey on the rocks. That is the only way out here.Oh and a couple of packs of Belmont cigarettes while you are at it.
I dont remember much after this point.
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