Key West - 2008

Every year I take a trip with my friends around March. It started out as a Spring Break trip for us, then it just kept going all the way into our 30's. This year was our 10th trip together to a destination with some much needed sunshine. The winter has been so horrible in Iowa, the feeling of sunshine on my face was almost better then.... then.... uh.... well, let's just say it felt GOOD.

Day #1 we all flew in and stayed in West Palm Beach at Wilson's pad. We sat on his deck in 85 degree weather and enjoyed beverages all afternoon. We hit the town that night and found ourselves entered into a Beer Pong tournament. My partner was Johnson, and we made it the farthest of any of our friends, falling one game short of the finals. Needless to say, the beer was flowing, and the night flew by with enough laughs to make your abs sore the next morning.

Bright and early the following AM we rented this beauty:
A 30 Foot Class C Recreational Vehicle that sleeps 7. (and we proved that). It is also able to withstand 1,000+ farts and not even have the paint peal off the wall.

We hit the road for Key West and stayed at Boyd's Campgrounds. I highly recommend this place, as it's facilities are excellent. Great hookups, showers, patios... etc.

There is a tradition that we have Leisure suit night every year, and this year was no exception. We took over the town of Key West in fine fashion. Check it out:

Johnson, Berkland, Brock and myself. That picture does not justice to Brock's Powder Blue checkered suit. It was the Bomb. It also does no justice for the tightness of Johnson's and Berkland's pants. They couldn't fit their wallets in the back pockets, which makes for an excellent overall look, in my opinion.


Brock, me and Porter at Fat Tuesday's with semi-serious faces.

This is Wilson and a bum that we met outside the bar. We tried to pay the bouncers to let him into the club with us, but the bouncer said he was banned for life. All we wanted to do was take a few shots with our new buddy. But, it didn't happen. We were bummed. No offense.

Me and Johnson looking like we're about to whack someone.

The next day we hit the road for Key Largo, and spent that night at the beach in the RV. Johnson and I both got stung by jellyfish, but they were only the size of golf balls, so it wasn't anything major. It's pretty cool to say that I've been stung by a jellyfish.

This is right outside our RV parking spot where we hung out for most of the day enjoying cocktails:


All in all it was a fantastic and much needed trip.
The weather was excellent, the company was superb, and the RV was the cherry on top of it all.
Can't wait for a new adventure next year.

I miss the sun, and the smell of an RV toilet that had *at least* 25 dumps taken in it.

No joke. ;-)