I arrived around noon and by 2 we were on T's boat.
Captain T leading our mission to pillage and plunder Tampa Bay.
Chris's son, Colin, picking out his future home. I think this one is actually Derek Jeter's new pad. Something like 39,000 sq ft.
After getting properly fried on the boat, we headed out - no idea where we were. Here's Shelley, Chris, myself, and T. I've got a lot more photos, but unfortunately, most of them are unpublishable.
The next day was Mother's Day and Chris invited me to join his family for Crawfish. Between the Chris and I and a little help from Shelley, we ate 15 pounds - or 3 plates like this.
Here's the "after" picture.
Something about the cajun spices make crawfish ideal for nursing a mind-splitting hangover.
Some other pics from the weekend.
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