Ahh...September. Normally this time year conjures up images of falling leaves, mulled cider, and a bountiful harvest.
typical pastoral image of fall....
Aeolian Island - Trip Deux
21-24 September 2001.
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Ahh...September. Normally this time year conjures up images of falling leaves, mulled cider, and a bountiful harvest. |
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Not here. Not
with these people.
(picture by Nance)
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After
the hotly debated success of the last boat trip, it was decided to embark
upon another journey into decadence and debauchery.
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Karen finds the only saloon on the island... |
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(picture by Nance) |
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Never to let a good Saloon go to waste, Curtis and Tom quickly put to good use....(picture by Nance)
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| We missed Jerry on our trip - but with a little creativity, he made it! | |
 (picture by Nance) |
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We're not sure
what's' more frightening - Curtis wearing Shari's bikini bottoms....
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Or just how pleasantly
precious these people positively presented themselves....
(picture by Brown) |
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We put in a few profoundly pleasing places... |
 (picture by Nance) |
like this little place... |
 (picture by Nance) |
its just sooo Mediterranean. |
 (picture by Nance) |
Not too sure about this boat... |
 (picture by Nance) |
Thank god Joyce wasn't with us. |
 (picture by Nance) |
Has any one seen Jack's wine bottle? |
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and as per the norm had a fair share of great views like this. |
 (picture by Nance) |
When this is your task for the day... |
 (picture by Nance) |
and you have to do it here... |
 (picture by Nance) |
You end up with a Happy Jack. |