We didn't lack for friends on the beach. Each visitor had a minimum 'hold Jack' time allotment per day.
First up, Kent and Meghan (and Meghan's belly, due in June).
And Grandpa Alan...he of the tasty head.
Astri and Rick and friends. Kind enough to leave us all their extra booze when they left. But seriously, Jack Daniels?
Kim and Matt. So very tired.
Jon and Rose, our Vientiane friends, now in St. Paul, arriving in time to celebrate Lao New Year with us. It wasn't Vientiane, but it was nice.
This horse, who took it upon himself to kick the crap out of Jon and Rose's rented motorbike.
A nap on the beach turns into an opportunity to mock Phil.
And finally, Gunner.
Good times....good times.
We think we're signing up for 3 or 4 weeks on the beach next time home leave comes around.