fishes

We traded in city life this weekend for a few days on the beach in Rayong. It was nice and cool (88 degrees) unless you were in the water--which had to have been over 90 degree, which is how I prefer the ocean to be.

Rocky caught this puffer fish for Ricker's taxidermy collection. Not really, we found it dead on the beach. It had probably boiled to death in the ocean.

 We tried to buy this fish:

We saw the fisherman pull in their nets on the beach and Rocky tried to buy this beast but we were beat out.  Better luck next time. Silver lining, our car did not smell like fish the whole way home.

 She may have gotten Rocky's face,

 But she definitely got my vertical.

Rocky is still not convinced this picture is not some kind of trick photography.