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Part of the view from the deck. |
Left side of street. |
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Right side of steet at night. |
First night, bring it on Mazatlan, we're not scared! |
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Ty, Nate, and Nick (no Vick). Rochester's in the house baby. |
Let's hit the clubs. |
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Vodka shots anyone?? Probably not the best idea we had all trip. |
Oh well, might as well keep 'er going. Good thing the security guard was there. |
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Drink her down Matt! |
Slow down cowboy. |
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Keith making sure Nate thoroughly kills himself. |
Nate and I with the shades. No, that is not broccoli in his ear, it's parsely thank-you. |
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Hey, gotta do what you got to do. |
Nick: "Man I gotta get outta here! I hope he doesn't think I'm going to call him." |
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Nice face!! |
I don't know what to say about this one! :) |
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Awww!!! |
Disgustingly cute. |
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Keith slurping on some of that quality Tecate at the Free Beer Party. |
Keith: "I think I am going to go back to El Toro Bravo and enter the body shot contest tonight." Luke: "I don't know if that's such a good idea buddy." |
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Good thing you have big hands Rass, otherwise you couldn't make faces and hold two beers at once. |
The two candidates for the new mayor of Mazatlan, Wendell and Rass. That's Rass's campaign manager. Wendell had a bigger following at the Riviera. |
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Matt: "Damn, looks like I am baby-sitting Nate tonight." Tyler: "Better you than me buddy." |
Here is the hotel across the street from us. |
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