My Worst Day Traveling Ever: "I Got a Rash, Man."
December 18th 2009 We woke up ready to leave the island and make our way into Mexico. I immediately noticed my carry on bag was not by the head of my bed, where I had left it the night before. As it contains my passport, wallet, camera, etc., I became nervous immediately. Scouring the room I found it by the door and thought it was odd it should have moved places while I slept. That’s when TJ noticed his carry on h
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