Oh, they say when you marry in June, you're a bride all your life...(Seven Brides for Seven Brothers)
We drove towards the south side of the island. I can't remember the name of this beach, but supposedly it's where the upper class stay (hmmm).
Pineapples don't grow on trees!
This was on our way back to the hotel after having eaten lunch and walked around. I was tempted to post the picture of Reagan sleeping as well (stinking hilarious!), but such a posting would be too cruel!