.... and friends part two
Sorry, I shot a lot of pictures, so I'm breaking this night up into a couple posts.
The Elks were gracious hosts and we thoroughly enjoyed their environs. The thought did cross more than one of our minds "When I grow up I want to be an Elk". They even accept women these days.
By the end of the night we were all adorned with pins from the Exalted Ruler.
Ever since Lewis remade himself as a media persona, hanging out with him has become more entertaining. In Spain the pros were either out to buy him a beer or beat him senseless. Luckily he's painted himself as a lover not a fighter, so he's been able to sidestep most altercations. Witness here Lewis applying the tried and true, "I'll just keep talking until they get bored" defense when approached about his stance on european surfers.
we finally tore ourselves from the bar to go in search of food, only it took a good hour to tear ourselves from the bar.

















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