Today is the Fourth of July, which in Grand Cayman means a field trip to Tortuga Liquors and the Grand Harbor bookstore for some illegal in the US fireworks.
One of two Boxes of Fun.
All sorts of crazy in there.
Hobbies & Books.
Where you can buy your crazyass mortor rounds and pick up a toy for your two-year-old all in one stop.
Medi-Mike decided to throw a Super Secret July Fourth party on Seven Mile Beach, so we spent the majority of the afternoon running around getting supplies. We bought way too much beer and liquor (can there ever really be tooooo much?) and a few more pizzas than were necessary. Kip, Robin and I followed Mike to the West end of the island, where he pulled off the road near this little break in the trees that opened up onto the beach. Paul met us out there with his new mini-Pejero jeep, which he promptly drove around on the sand.
Mike had visited the site a few days and before pulled together a nice pile of wood for the bonfire, which of course was missing at this point. So we set off in search of wood for the fire
that we were building on top of a suspicious pile of ash left by dirty rotten theives.
Paul 'Bunyan' was our Fire Master
After getting the fire set up and eating some pizza, it was on to the fireworks. The boys decided to empty out all of the mortors into one box for easy access:
Like Christmas morning.
or a Halloween Basket.
The rest of the night was basically spent watching 20 to 30 year old men acting like 5 year olds in a candy store "designing" their own personal fireworks show. If it weren't so damn terrifying, it would have been pretty damn cool.
Alright. It was still pretty damn cool.
Here's some video from the evening, and the rest of the pics:
These are my new freebie Heinekin flips. But wait to get excited:
How Awesome is that?! Between Kip and I there were a gazillion little Heinies all over the sand.
This one's a 4 baller, yo.
Kip loading his first shot.
I made him fake light it for the pic, then I ran about 20 yards away.
The moon was almost full but the night was just as crazy.
They very quickly tired of the one-shot cannon and decided to start roping them together for a real show.
Fire in the sky
He was really happy
These were the only sparklers we could find. They don't mess around with those little Pixie sticks here. These things were 3 feet long and flames shot out of them.
This was the arc I got off my sparkler.
Roasting marshmallows post-fireworks.
After about ten minutes.
I'm joking. It was more like fifteen.
OH! Did I mention we discovered a new type of car? It's called a Honda "Asteroid", and our Friend Who Shall Remain Nameless crash landed it in the sand.
We "painted" the car in photoshop so he would remain anonymous.
Crazy.
The crator left behind by the Honda "Asteroid".
We had a pretty sweet bonfire going towards the end of the night.
Beau and his girlfriend Mandy who was visiting from the States.
Kip chatting with his BFF Drew while smokin a Cuban.
