Oooo, maybe we’ll get to sit next to the guy that brought his emotional support snake. We’ll deal with snakes on a plane so Samuel L. Jackson doesnt have to. Because we’re good people.

Where else are we going to eat our cheez-its?

So we can sing the wrong song lyrics in style. 🎶 “Hold me closer, Tony Danzaaaaa!” 🎶 “Here we are now, in containers…” 🎶 “Like a virgin, wooo, touched for the thirty-first time!” 🎶

Food is why people go on vacation right? Like, that’s the whole point. No other reason.

When your head is underwater, you can hear the fish crunching away on the sand and coral like they’re tortilla chips. Help us watch some beautiful fish while we sunburn our backs.

Okay so, we enjoy a Puka dog as much as the next guy. But there’s this reataurant where you can sit next to a lake full of beautiful koi. Abbie likes to name them and concoct elaborate backstories for each of them. Action. Drama. Romance. Aquatic espionage. Who else is going to do that for these fish? Nobody. Nobody else would do that.

One time, we hiked a canyon without enough water and almost passed out from dehydration. We won’t do that this time.