Albert & the Seven Seas, Part X

I did some shopping while in Key West. In fact, I found a new party outfit for you, Jeff. It came highly recommended by Rooty-Tooty and friends back in Costa Maya.

Albert and the Seven Seas, Part IX

Have you ever seen Guatamala white before?

Albert and the Seven Seas, part VIII

Well, this sea travel stuff is starting to get to me. I've made it as far south as Guatemala and I think it's time to do some travel by air for a while...

Albert and the Seven Seas, part VII

Time for a break...Mexican beaches make a good place to nap.

Albert and the Seven Seas, Part VI

Welcome to Costa Maya, Mexico...home of Rooty, Tooty and Fresh & Fruity.

Albert and the Seven Seas, part V

Hey mon, what say we smoka spliff and chill on de bee-ach??

Albert and the Seven Seas, Part IV

Rock out with your cock out in Nassau!

Albert and the Seven Seas, Part III

Yeah, I did it again...drunken San Juan karaoke. Well, I did the drunken and the karaoke part again, anyhow. I belted out some Phantom and some Paul Simon for the crowd, but after singing Dear Old Nebraska U, I found that a few of my listeners had left. And you know, I can't blame them...have you ever really listened to that song? It's fairly accurate, though. Well, a few more drinks, a little bit of purging and I'll be off to bed.



After tonight, I think it's time to move on to some sunnier, more sober beaches...to be continued...


Dear Old Nebraska U (No Place Like Nebraska)
There is no place like Nebraska
Dear old Nebraska U.
Where the girls are the fairest,
The boys are the squarest,
Of any old school that I knew.
There is no place like Nebraska,
Where they're all true blue.
We'll all stick together,
In all kinds of weather,
For Dear old Nebraska U!

Albert and the Seven Seas, Part II

Wow, I had no idea that restaurants were allowed to serve this much daiquiri! At the Casa de Senior Frog, they call it "the yard". Let's see how Albert measures up by drinking not one, but two "yards."

to be continued...

Albert and the Seven Seas

I don't have much money, so I decided to stow-away on a boat and go wherever the winds blow me. I was discovered on the second day and was kicked off somewhere in the middle of the ocean. After one heck of a swim, I came to a rocky shore with stone walls. It looks like a fort or something. Where could I be? I climbed up on the wall to take a look around...

Obviously, I've found quite a nice little place. I wasn't sure where I was, so I decided to take a stroll through the nearby town. I found this odd looking gentleman hanging out in the streets. He was kindof a stuff-shirt though...he never would talk to me.
I couldn't place him immediately, but he looked familiar, though. At first I thought he might have been some kind of British military with his lack of talking and all, but that wasn't the case. Upon further investigation...

That's it!! Senior Frog of Puerto Rico! This is all starting to make sense now...I landed near a fort...I'm in Puerto Rico...I must be in San Juan!!! And now I think it's time for a drink with a frog.

To be continued...