It turns out that you send some girls to an all girls weekend in Ft. Myers and you get lampshades. After an evening of elegance, jazz, fine dining, we ended up in what surely is a Spring Break haven for young college co-eds trying to find a little tequilla and live music, a Mexican dive only about a half mile from our beloved hotel room. So with over a 100 margaritas to chose from and a musical pioneer (he sung Piano Man without a Piano) to entertain, we drank, just a little.


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