
Time-off just works better this way.

I moved my equipment a few times until we ended up at the marina shown here.

It took us two hours to make it back to our hotel which was only a mile away.
Only one main road on the narrow island combined with springbreak-fratboy-fighter cops meant that traffic control was a joke.
Those of you who know me might be surprised to learn that I wasn't the one who lost their temper.
Two Final Fotos Coming Up Next...
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