Well it was about time we all made it to Mexico. With our Mexican friend Juan in tow we were sure to be able to speak to the captain and the deckhand. After climbing around the boat doing boy stuff, pull-ups off the rails, and running around in my way too trendy for Mexico mullet, we were kicked to our beds. Of course they told Juan who had secretly hid that he may be part Mexican, but he sure can't speak the Mexican as well as Dirty Mark can take a Mexican shower.

Soon after being scolded and being put to bed by our new mother figure, we were up and catching fish like those guys from the movie the Perfect Storm. DR was the first man actual bloodied and taken advantage of by a fish. As you can see DR is now sporting the coolest haircut of the trip, it may look familiar.

Everyone pretty much brought in a fish or two, it was fun checking out the different colors and also great to see everyone fall around on the boat trying to get away from the fishes! luckily uncle Tim was there to put everyone in their place and calm our nerves with a beverage or two.

Well the night would not be complete without running into the craziest people in the country. So of course we made it our responsibility of finding this David kid. He was a complete black out mess by the time he ran into the bar head banging and karaoking to a Creed song. This kid could not have been a better person. Mostly reminding us of what Rohn would have been had he gone to cooler country than France, he was pounding beers and friends with the whole bar before he left. I think Katburger was particularly impressed.

So we caught a few fishes, looked at a seal or two, saw whales blowing off steam, and even a few pods of dolphins passed by. Man it was all worth it till the border when we waited 3 miserable hours listening to dogs bark, the Mexican radio stations and all the other people that had driven call and say they were home already! Complete break down was about to occur. Luckily we pulled out of Mexico in one piece and right before America's curfew at 10pm! With only 2 minutes to spare the guy at the gate let us through knowing right then and there the Civic was not going to be denied entry into the US of A.
So we took our boat and left!