So what do we do? Head for water of course!
Before we could go, there were the usual family delays.

American sophie!

Cousin and bro.

Her beamer really needed a wash. But I was lazy.

Of course we needed some food...

Illegally parked. So what.

The Harbor!

Solicited popeyes.

Pops from G-Unit.
Bro thinks he's buff.

"Go pick a switch!", something you never want to hear. And this switch parted allll air when it moved ahahaha



How did he et up there?

This needs to stop.

Check out the little boy with the cap. He must have been a native of the area, because as soon as we got there, him and his father above started catching crabs and pulling up starfish for us like we were going to be amazed aha. He was cool though, but I don't think the sea critters liked him, one crab even gave up a leg to get away from him.


Bedazzled starfish.


Whoa.....

Very tiring...


The Indian ladies liked our dog. They were nice so we helped them down the hill.
I still wonder why they had sandals on.....

Ghetto art.
Aha hardly.



Our sticker from me and Zo's previous visit was surprisingly still there...

Dangerous.....


Disgrace.

"It's doodoo baby!"


Black men CAN jump.

Whoever lost these keys I'm sure they felt dumb aha.
I'm guessing hispanic, seeing as we were in san pedro and there is a raider charm.....no offense just guessing.