|Bacon cheese bagel sando at an amazing new cafe|
|Low tide island|
|"They groaned from a shower of bullets..."|
|The fun police have barred access to the Japanese Kamikaze caves. Lame.|
|The amazing 'beef in a cup' restaurant|
|E-dog pretending to know how to ride. In reality, we were nuts-to-butts the whole way round the island.|
E-dog got on and as I was telling him all about the crazy bottle incident, the guy whose crotch caught most of the water came stomping over to me, all bent out of shape. He stuck his finger in my face and yelled 'Hey! You! Towel?! You towel?!', pointing to his wet zipper area. 'No man, I don't usually carry towels around,' was my sassy answer. He got off the bus in a huff. E-dog and I cracked beers and talked loudly for the whole bus ride, because that's how we roll. It's what waygooks are expected to do, so why let folks down?