In the last week of June, our friends Dave & Kath flew down for a long weekend. We did what we always do… eat, drink, hang out, drink some more and laugh our asses off. 
Tame iguanas at the bar 
We made it down to the beach a few days (complete with a gallon of homemade Mojitos) but there wasn’t enough wind for kiteboarding. Try as they might, only the people with 17m kites could stay up, so poor Dave ran back and forth like a lunatic. ....Dave - go get the board…...Dave - catch the kite…..okay …go get the board again… 
Kath and I insisted that Dave pull the legs of his shorts up, so that he could get a better tan …. and this is what happened… poor bugger was burnt to a crisp!That night we went to Chima, a Brazilian steakhouse on Las Olas for dinner. It was absolutely fantastic, and a great place to celebrate Kath & Dave’s anniversary, our 2-year reunion and Dave’s burnt stomach and legs (that were glowing under the table!).
When we got back to the apartment, first-aid was administered. I managed to get some after-sun with lidocaine onto him while he was flinching from the ice packs Andy put on his legs. Don’t actually know if it helped .....but it was very entertaining watching him scream! 
We kidnapped Shytia for the week and Dave & Kath went ga-ga over her - just like we have. Most of their photos were of the dog… 
