Busted buildings.
Views from the trail to the other side of the bay....and more margaritas.
More view.
I got crabs.
Oh, I forgot to mention the best part of the house. If you've known me for any length of time then you probably know that my dream house has an open air bathroom over looking the coast line. Well, this is as close as I have ever gotten to my dream and when I wasn't terrified of scorpions stinging my taint or armadillos biting my butt I was damn happy. I miss this.
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