Our second day in Florida involved a lot of driving, a bit of swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, and a stop to see some gators.
Our guide was a nutball who had a bizarre way of talking that we all fell in love with. For example, Jamie DID touch this baby gator. This gator WILL one day grow up to be a big. You WILL be afraid of that big gator. Or something along those lines.
We loved the statue guarding the Cape Coral Shopping Center.
And then the trouble started. Jager shots!
May the dancing commence.
Only on vacation.
More dancing. This time in front of the laundromat.
And then the real hijinks began.
Nothing to see here. Move along.
The rest of the night is mercifully censored in this space.
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