Yo Ho! Yo Ho!

I just got back from my vacation in Pensacola Florida. We had a rockin time as Houston's visiting pirates. The drive turned out to last a bit longer than we thought it would. It seemed that the campground on Pensacola beach was shut down thanks to a visit from a woman named Katrina. As a result we ended up driving around for an hour trying to find our way to another campground.
We decided to go to one in a town about an hour east of Pensacola called Destin. But halfway there we realized that it would be better to go to the other campground which was about thirty minutes WEST of Pensacola. Once we got back to Pensacola beach, Mila hopped out to see if she could provision our dinner and of course didn't fail to deliver (those Aires women always get what they want). As we were waiting for our Pizza to cook a local shop owner told us that the campground in Destin was alot nicer than the one we were headed towards. Therefore it seemed that destiny had designated our destination, and that destination was decidedly Destin. (Say that four times fast).
We arrived at the campground on monday evening and left Thursday morning. It was a decent half-mile walk from the campsite to the beach, and we had quite alot of fun roaming the beaches at night, whether just to take a stroll, or to hunt for and inevitably punch the evil crustacians, whom made the shoreline their home, to death.
All in all our vacation was remarkably fun and was quite needed after the stress of moving (which still isn't over :( ). Now I know most of you won't read this post unless you see some pictures on it. You all know I don't post pictures often, but I am a blog_god of miracles. So as luck would have it...uh...I mean thanks to my divine intervention, I conjured up some photo's of our vacation.

Mike, Jono, and Kevin snug as bugs in a rug.

Poor abused Chelsey after the three Pirates (pictured above) got ahold of her.