Hail to Jeffro!
Story goes something like this:
Day before we are leaving. Bad day at work. Steve from the Villa emails me and tells me Jeffro may be on the same flight as Kim and I. I finish packing and after a day from hell at work hit the Rum. I pack the last of my gear. Then I send Jeffro my cell number via scubaboard PM (Foggy memory). Kim and I are three minutes late (at 4:03am) for our 6:00 am flight (it was freaking snowing) and have to pay $75 each to get booked on the next flight. There was
nobody at ORD at that time of the morning. A$$hole ticket agent made us re-book ($$$). TSA precheck wait was non-existent and breezed past our orignal gate with plenty-O- time to spare (GRrrr...). Whatever, we were late by :03. Anyway.
We land at DFW. Kim is hungry we go upstairs to grab a samwich. We just sat down and ordered. I get a text from Jeffro. He says he's at some place called the Monkey bar. I look over my shoulder and see the sign for the Monkey bar. I walk to the edge of the rail look down and there is Jeffro with beer in hand, Shyt eaten grin on his face wearing an Aldora Special Operations shirt, waving at me like a long lost friend. I'll never forget that image in my head. A truly happy face. Life is good! Trip is looking better already. Kim and I finish our snack and head down to see Jeffro. No beer I like = Bloody Mary (I'm on vacation). Jeff bought the round before I had a chance to say other wise. I said I was buying the first round and he beat me to it. I'll get him back. Turns out we are all in Business class. Jeffro is towards the back. I wasn't going to order a drink but then Jeffro orders Vodka Cran-apple. I'm thinking, wow that sounds good, refreshing actually. Next thing we know. Everyone, except for a few in entire front of the plane orders the same drink. We are really happy flyers. We land. Jeffro's bag is one of the first off. He's off like a shot. He's in one of the first Colectivoes. Our bags were one of that last. We get to the Villa and there is Jeffro again, Big Grin, helping us with our bags. Keep in mind we never met Jeffro before.
We dove with Jeffro all week. He's a great diver.Really, Really enjoyed his company. You have to meet the man.
The day at Play Bonita...
We are taking a day off of Diving and Jeffro is done and heading home.
I ordered Ricardo's van for the east side pub crawl. After I had a wonderful grilled fish lunch at La Condella we hop in the van and head to the Rasta bar for a Margarita.
Next stop Playa Bonita.
I have many happy memories of this place. On this day.... Not so many memories. I remember the waiter asking what size Margarita and Colleen saying "Grande"... Jeffro is really laughing out loud at this point. He knew what was coming. I had no idea. I didn't Have to drink the whole Grande, didn't want to waste it either... I remember asking the waiter if I'd give him $20 if I could cut the Green Bay Packer flag off its pole and take it with us. He said No. Owners friend bought it. My father molded me into a Bears fan btw. Next thing I know its morning and I'm diving, Jeffro is not.. Jeffro has this shyt eaten grin on his face... I can't wait to see him again...