Tuesday, November 11, 2008
One evening Captain Morgan joined the fun and the winds began to blow. We're not sure if it was the 9th verse of "Nesporado, Nesporado", J.R.s Ultrsa, mt white boots or the salami quesdilla, but Aeolus the God of Wind was ticked. There were gale force winds for the next 20 hours and we stayed put. Stuck in paradise!
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Is Nesporado sung to the tune of "My Darling Clementine?"
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