Episode 3. Part 6

After that day of swimming and drinking, and after we ate probably the best roast pig we have ever f*cking eaten! Ever! I was chewing the hard skin because it was good. (it's my favorite part of the Pig now, other than the bacon part and the SpiderPig lobe of the Brain) And after a night of intense intimacy which details I shall not go into. I was awakened by the ringing of Kristina's iPhone. (I knew it was her, her ringtone was Low by T-Pain) I was pissed. First I was awakened at damn near 5 in the morning, second she happened to be on top of me when she was awakened and when she answered she managed to grab the phone, then slip on my body, and slam her elbow into my chest. I grabbed the nearest object and muffled myself with it to mask the yells of pain! Then she answers her phone, and is told to answer the door. She gets dressed, opens it and finds Michael and Leslie standing outside the door. She invites them in after the three of them hear my muffled screams. Not a wise move: she turns on the light, while it did blind me, it did not blind my newly-found friends and they saw me gagging on Kristina's thong! I kid you not, I was muffling my screams with something that muffles my fiancée's muff. Kristina was laughing on the floor and Michael and Leslie were standing with a dumbfounded look on their faces asking: "Hey mate...did we walk in on anything?"

After I chewed those two out for waking the two of us up, we ended up sleeping til around 8 AM, and what perfect timing. Breakfast served to us! Is served! The past four days we had to get our own food, but today, we can actually order off a menu in one of the restuarants and have it delivered to us! Steak & Eggs, over easy. Bacon on the side, for me. After eating and savoring the food because it was probably one of the best-cooked meals I've ever had. I followed my fiancée and friends, then finally got the balls to ask what's next.

Windsurfing. I've been surfing before on a fairly regular basis back in the states, but never windsurfing. I personally didn't like it at all. Kristina, naturally being a surfer, enjoyed it and was particularly good at it, too. Not as good as on a normal longboard and surfboard but good enough for a newbie with a windsail. It was Enough fun, however that I skipped lunch to surf with her and watch her surf. To conclude the post, I got a couple pics from windsurfing I'd like to show ya all: (As of this posting, Imageshack is being a bitch and none of my pics are loading, more deets to come in subsequent posts.)

(It's working again)


By rjrocks32

aren't we so cute? hehe. love ya, babe.