We always seemed to find preety good lunch spots but the one in St Maartens was one of the best. It was right off the beach. They had a killer steak sandwich and lots of ice cold Presidente beer.
After I big lunch you went right to the beach, got a chair and the waiter kept bringing your beer.
I didn't even wait for an hour to go in the water.
I am a rebel.
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What about the one hour between meals rule?...I know, don't be a killjoy.
Yeah, that beer will go right through you. Plus the ocean is much closer than the rest room.
Hey all the world is my bathroom. Just sayn'
Man, the weather in St. Maarten was so much more cooperative when you were there!
Glad ya had a good time.
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