We got up this morning to find that our Mustang had a flat tire. Kid you not -- only we could drive from airport to hotel and get a flat! I spent the morning on
the phone with Hertz -- they sent AAA only to discover no spare. When everything was said and done, a guy running a Hertz office in the Keys got the manager of a Miami office to send a replacement Mustang down on a flatbed to swap for ours. In his words: take your phone, go to the pool and relax, and we'll call you in three hours when we get there and just swap the keys. Jeffrey and Jackie -- you're wonderful!
So we hit the pool for the morning, then worked our way over to the tiki bar, then met the Hertz guy. Swapped the keys, back to the bar for lunch.
In the evening, Tom and Hubie headed out to do some tarpon fishing. Tom caught one, but unfortunately the rest of the crew didn't know how to work the video on our digital camera, so all we have is this action shot of him reeling it in.
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