Capitulating to our sense of adventure, Petra, Trevor and I made a stop at the 'floating bar' in Blue Rock harbor as part of the mangrove canal tour. This folkloric island bar was constructed atop the hull of a boat that floats in the middle of the harbor. It's ingenious: No flies and no wives!
One of the local señoritas poses with my friends.
Doing the Obama fist bump. Good times, good times!
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