Night number one was most of ours first night in Mexico. We were seeking
a good time so we called over our new buddy Rodolpho, the waiter. He hooked
us up with Taquila-mister... the mexican version of Jaeger-mister... which
was really just some Jose Cuervo. He called it Mexican Water. So we drank
it like water... and here is the story.
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Night number two had many veterans, we were destined not to have a repeat
of the night before. Needless to say this night ended on a much brighter
note for all of us. As you can see by the pictures on the next page... The
bar night ended how it should always end.
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| What a difference a day makes. |