after i threw the fan on the ground 8 times or so it finally decided to give out on me. This is me with a couple rums under my belt, a little determination, and some serious head gear. Dad is off for work this afternoon and i am making the 45 minute flight to Isla Contadora in the Las Perlas to join up with Alex and Rick on Namaste. I cant wait to fish for dinner and get a few days away from these monster container ships that throw a nasty wake every twenty minutes.
Will check back in soon.