Bocas del Toro

A short time ago, we had the fortune of spending an entire week with Brian, Missy (his Squeeze, who, if I may say so, passed the familial test with flying colors), and their two friends Dan and Craig. The men of the group all go to Columbia Med School and had a week off for spring break. We convened in Bocas del Toro, an archipelago near the Costa Rican border, and went at it. It rained barrels, but we had fun. Check it out.

skills.

cardgame punishment.

best.jump.ever.

study sesh.

> Dolphins. After this we were fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of one dolphin's weiner...just in case you were wondering, it is red and real pointy. Weird, we know.

(she is peeing. Brian is holding her.)

(she might be peeing again.)

How you like that burn, Dad?

they missed their real prom.

As for this next sequence - Dan challenged the "arm-wrestling champion of Bocas del Toro" to a match. The picture speaks for itself. Seen below is Craig defending Dan's honor by dance battling the Champ. We remain undecided about who won.

Brian's patented move...........................................................and mine.

Craig, Dan, Brian and Missy - thanks for making the trip. Apologies for taking so long to post the pictures. We miss you. Especially you Stackhouse. Stay in touch.

Lo and behold, we are still alive

To all our loyal blog followers:

Our deepest apologies for not updating more. Life has been quick, sweaty, and without the greatest internet access. We have loads of pictures and stories which we would love to share with you all, and in due time, will. Suffice it to say that until we get a decent hotel room with wireless internet and a full fridge of ice cold beer, our blogs will be short or nonexistent. Know that we are happy, healthy, and growing by bounds with each day. Until later...

Adman and Marbar.

when the rain won´t quit

one month in Panama today! alive and well, but feeling a little woozy still from the six hour boat trip we took today. highlight of which was close contact with bottle-nosed dolphins who frolicked in our wake and became so aroused in their playful fervor, they decided to make love right there in front of us, about ten feet off our bow. snorkling through coral gardens. all of the most beautiful colors in the crayon box were originally some sort of natural concoction, and the world underneath the waves was an unbeliavable assortment of colors and shapes and creatures that blew my mind. I know this is a short little update and i am without Adam to edit it. but more to come in the next few days. ciao.