A few pics. Carla and I counting down the buckets....We made it to three, Jeff on the otherhand made it to two and then passed out for an hour in the middle of the festival. He claims he is "borderline narcoleptic"...sure Jeff, sure. Luckily I protected him, while hanging out with my new Aussie friend, 1986. And Magnus, ie drunk guy lying on the ground (other than Jeff). Met him at Buddha Bay, our hotel. Would probably forget his name if it wasn't tattooed on his foot. He was traveling with four Swedish girls...who couldn't wait to get rid of him at times. We never quite broke them either. Ahh and the Mr Dive Shop competition. gotta luv half naked men dancing on the stage...Ballet that is.
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