Not a fun day by any means. Well half true, I went on an adventure for a couple hours through the town that was good. I hit a couple random shops, saw what the place had to offer. I took about 50 pics of of basically everything "touristy"... city, shops, beaches and the "malecon" (boardwalk). I will mention, if there is anything they like more than a good taco down here it'd be John Cena. WWE is everywhere, every single shop has an endless supply of the merchandise, it's really quite comical. It should also be noted that I am very close to pulling the trigger on a Rey Mesterio mask or "you cant see me" shirt. It was a nice walk, listening to music, podcasts taking pics. Whether your iphone is in service or not, you never feel alone. The streets here are a little shaky and we have a prop bet between us all - if anyone trips and falls, it's an automatic $20usd paid to everyone. I got back to the house finally and right around there is where things took a turn for the worse. I ran like absolute death in poker, AFTER losing the ccr for the dinner/drinks. I get home and lose one more big hand and decide its time to meet the guys at the club.... Nope, not gonna happen crispy managed to lock me in the house and everyone is gone (double sided deadbolt, key required) they have taken both keys and I'm ready to pretty much kick a puppy. 10 minutes later and I've turned into fuckin' Spiderman scaling the outdoor walls looking for an escape route. Found one, except for I didn't. I am now barefoot on a 15 foot roof - with a lot of rocks. I cannot really say I was pleased with how things panned out at all. 3am passes by and the goof troop rolls back from the club, Yay! I'm through with my grounding, but not really cause they're all loaded! Life is hard.
Anyways done for now