I'mfairly certain Mrs Slb and myself are the poorest guests on this trip. I haven't met anyone yet that doesn't own a 3rd world nation, a fleet of luxury cars and an armada of ships.This is some crazy #### though. Upon arrival everybody got to choose a pair of Maui Jim sunglasses. I've must have had a hundred really expensive free drinks comped. Last night was dinner on some plantation they rented out. Open bar four different appetizers then an 8 course meal. After that was an open cigar bar and all of the chicks got to choose a sarong. Wow all of these broads looked hot wearing them. Then there was a band after that. It seemed like most people were "meh, this is alright I guess" but I was blown ####### away.Mrs Slb went to bed on our return to the hotel and I hit the bar. I've apparently made a name for myself  

  since I was cheerfully greeted by a bunch of people there that I had zero clue as to who they were. Bar closed and I sat on the beach by myself smoking one of the many cigars insisted on me, drinking whisky, staring at the stars and fiddler crabs scurrying about. Damn, you rich people got it good.I need to go get a drink before I vomit. We are getting a helicopter tour of the island at noon. :mellow :