Margaritaville

Turns out Jimmy Buffet was so. much. fun.  We got to the venue a little after noon and spent the next seven hours tailgating at this RV.  Mark's friend from college drove it down and let us all partake in burgers and beer all afternoon.

You meet all kinds of interesting people at a Jimmy Buffet tailgate.  Grown men and women dressed in complete pirate costumes.  Drunk college boys dressed as parrots.  Girls wearing coconut bras.  You also feel very skinny when you see these girls in their coconut bras, if you know what I mean.  The RV next to us had made 3,000 jello shots for the party.  They drove around in a golf cart decorated like a shark and threw them out at people.

The weather was perfect, so we climbed on top of the RV to work on our tans.

Later, a man dressed as a viking came over with a drink mix he had made.  By this time, we were not scared of vikings or their drinks, so we helped ourself to a shot (or two).

At one point, we realized the Hawaiian mural on our RV was the perfect picture backdrop, circa Prom 2001, so we started taking some posed pictures in front of it.  We even did a "Charlie's Angels" pose.  I think it was the viking's idea.

We has so much fun tailgating all day, that by the time the concert began, I was HUNG OVER.  It was the stage of a hangover that you are usually asleep by, and it wasn't fun to be awake for it.  So I did as best as I could during the show. We had great seats on the floor, right by a bar that sold those margaritas that come in the tall skinny glasses.  I didn't take any pictures during this time, since I felt like crap, but it was still a lot of fun.  The best part?  We're doing it again next weekend, for the Kenny Chesney concert!