NYE

Things got a little crazy this NYE.

On December 26th I flew to San Juan, PR and met up with two friends, Chavez and Uncle Charlie, and two girls, Socal and Red. The five of us then flew to Saint Maarten where we had rented a house for a week.

Over the course of 7 days we wrecked a rental car, caused a few grand damage to the house, were almost deported from St Maarten, snuck into Anguilla, were nearly arrested, then snuck back out of Anguilla, and finally snuck out of St. Maarten before reporting the wrecked car.

It's not a large island, and basically everyone we came into contact with is pissed at us, so I'm not going to get into any more details, but the short of all of this nonsense is that I need to tone down the antics a bit.

Nothing we did was malicious or (in most cases) intentional. Like I said, things just got a little crazy. We didn't set out to break shit at the house, it was accidental, like friendly fire. We didn't mean to break the car, who knew it couldn't drive itself and that the doors don't open forward 180 degrees (or at least close again once they have been). And if the Anguilla's customs office closes early on NYE and certain guards can't be bribed, is that really my fault? I think not. My point is, if they don't have me or my passport in custody, I didn't do anything wrong...

What I meant was, I need to slow it down a bit, pump the brakes once in a while.