LOL!!! Reminds me of one of the nights we stayed at PF. Only Carlos was on vacation and it was Jose mixing my special margaritas. It all started so innocently around 2pm when we were headed to the beach. Never did see the beach that day. But did meet some really great peeps that afternoon and evening. Gotta love that little bar at PF. Now I can't recall which level I was at when Michael and Rosa showed up that evening, but somehow I managed to convince Michael to rearrange his plans the next day so I could go horseback riding with him and Talisa. Poor unsuspecting chap.
