Its the night before leaving and all through the house. My wife and I scurry and run like a mouse. Our bags are all nesselled, piled up by the door. With visions of beach bars yet to explore. The niece has come hither to watch our two cats. Soon we'll be at the airport, running like rats. And to all I send out all my love and good cheer. To you I salute as I taste my first beer.
Next stop The Grand Pineapple, then on to Xtabi. The NEW story begins.