"You want to touch my bum, don't you???"

Seconds later, Rey collapsed from the obvious strain.

"We really should call each other before we leave our rooms."

The babes of Millennium

Now that she's released the tongue, Melissa can't control it any longer.

What Lynn normally looks like when she's not smiling for the camera.

Now this is what I call a meal.

Filling our faces

The gang with the chef

"Thhppt.  I think there's hair in my mouth."

"Why are we here?"

Crazy drunk Cuban guy

The Cuba Crew

Crazy drunk Cuban man sings some karoke.

Nearly achieving takeoff speed in the night breeze.

These high-performance street machines were no match for our bike handling skills.

Pirate Rey

We call this "taking a shower"

We've all been drinking a few too many cervezas.

Celebrating a rare appearance by the sun.

"It's blue!"

I didn't get this guy's name, but he chainsmoked and drank all our rum.

Melissa seemed to like him.

Kissing our new friend goodbye.

He didn't like Rey so much, apparently.

The Gang.

Elvis always makes an appearance

"The bar is thataway!"

Elvis and a lucky fan.

The babes swoon under the power of Elvis.

Even guys are unable to resist Elvis.

I don't recall Elvis ever having long red hair.

Quit pulling up your shorts!

Elvis knows which team he's on.

Kenny figures out what the dummy is really for.

Testing his french kissing technique.

When mouth-to-mouth fails to produce results, apply rum in large quantities.

Our Cuban gang group photo.

Don't cry, Lynn.  We'll be back in June.

Rey is so sad to see us go.

"Can I take the palm tree home with me???"

On our last trip from the beach to the hotel.

A token scenery shot.

Sam just realized that he gets to go home with the hot redhead beside him.

Melissa just can't handle her cervezas.

While attempting a Zoolander pose, Sam's face unexpectedly self-destructs.

Deja vu?

Enjoying their last bus beer.

While waiting for Lynn's forgotten bag to show up, we decide to make some extra cash by playing some tunes.

Tickets for their next show will be available from Ticketmaster.

"Where the hell is my carry-on???"

...and here it is!!!

"Yeah, I gotta ease up on the cervezas"

Even airport security guys dig The Hat.

Waiting for someone to carry them onto the plane.

The cowboy and his essentials.

Now we're not so happy.

Now, we're definitely not happy.