Yeah all my Spring Break stories begin and end with me loading UPS trucks. Kind of wish I had done things different.

Something tells me she is not getting into medical school.

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They constantly try to escape from the darkness outside and within
Dreaming of systems so perfect that no one will need to be good T.S. Eliot

I loved South Padre back in the day. Glad to see things haven't changed. I'm suddenly craving a Corona Familiar a stroll down the beach.

My college roommate had an older brother who was teaching elementary school in Vail, while acting as the Major Domo at the 6 bedroom house for the guy who, back in 70's, invented side-mounted car battery cables. For the 1980's the house was palatial.
So, for 4 consecutive spring breaks, three of us would cannonball 17hrs. straight from St. Paul, to Vail fueled by Pepsi and I-80 donuts. We skied either Vail or Beaver Creek all day, everyday, then found any hotel dinner buffet. Evenings were spent drinking 24oz. beers (when they were a novelty) all night at Bart & Yeti's under the Lion's Head Gondola in Vail. Many late late nights were outdoor "Jacuzzied" accompanied by "friends" collected from one Vail watering hole or another.

I believe the entire round trip cost us a whopping $300 each.

Is this a great country or what.

Oh I know several people that have no business in medical school based on their decision making process but they are. In this case, she might be a kick ass rower and can name her school.

I've done dumber than that. Went snowshoeing in Yellowstone with 6+ feet of snow with 3 other guys over spring break instead of going to the beach where bikini clad girls climb poles.

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I'm beginning to think that we are much more fucked than I thought.

They're not called 'jizzcuzzis' for nothing.

Tubing the salt river in Arizona with a separate cooler for the alcohol.

Sinking all 4 wheels of a friends suburban in the mud on the far remote side of lake Roosevelt. Again in arizona.

Gunning my girlfriends (now wife) brand new car over a stream on Pismo beach California before the tide came all the way in.

Things are so much more calculated now.

Really? I was a freight sorter for UPS during the late 70's. Worked midnight's and then went to school. So glad I did. The smell of wet boxes makes me ill.

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"The great pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do."

"In this case, she might be a kick ass rower......"

Fake rower with staged photos. ;)

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Yeah, but what does that have to do with UPS?

Spring Break for me was usually in Ft. Lauderdale. If I wasn't drunk, I was getting laid. Sometimes it would be with only one chick, but usually at least two. We used to go to the Beach MTV performances to pick up all these hot chicks. All you had to do was have a buff, tan body, a nice gold chain, and yell, "Woooo, Spring break, baby!" a lot. The only bad story I have was my junior year when I was spending too much time in the gym getting my beach body ready. I loaded up 3 plates on each side of the barbell to impress some girls with my bench, and I ended up blowing out my shoulder. Sounds weak, but I was going for reps. That was embarrassing, but I still got laid.

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I played on a university club ultimate frisbee team in college. We traveled to tournaments over spring break. One year we played a tourney in Florida the first weekend, and were traveling up to NC for a different one the second weekend. Our little caravan of yankee college frisbee hippies stopped in Charleston SC for a leg stretch, switch drivers, etc. One of my teammates decided to take a leak on the side of nearby church (he wasn't drunk, just had a full bladder after a long drive). Naturally the police rolled by just as he was shaking off the last drops. I can still hear the cop's Foghorn Leghorn accent booming out, "You are pissing on my city, boy!" We got a police escort to the city limits and instructions to stay the hell out of Charleston.

What you ask? Boxes get wet in transit and stay wet. They come off trucks wet, move to the freight sorting area wet. God knows what's inside many of them but the smell, ooh ooh that smell....

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"The great pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do."

Same here. We always enjoyed you Northern guys coming down to our tournaments making 2 weekends out of it. Got a chance to play and party with some different folks. Easterns over in Wilmington, Mardi Gras in Baton Rouge, or down to UF. Good times!

ETA: almost for got to add my tidbit. One year the Mardi Gras tournament ended up on our spring break weekend. We had big group in a van headed out with lots of drinking and smoking and stopped at rest stop along I-65 south of Montgomery.
I was the last one out of the restroom a witnessed the van pulling away already 60 yards away. Freaked me out. luckily it was an out and back to get on the interstate and they had to turn around and head back by and I was able to run over to the on ramp before they pulled away. After that we made sure to do head counts before leaving any stop.

Your hair messed up from the breeze of "it" zooming right over your head?

Momma's got a squeeze box and it never sleeps at night....

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Yup! Played all those tournaments, lots of good memories. Oddly, Mardi Gras was always the tamest in terms of off the field shenanigans for us. Fool’s Fest though...

I can’t remember...

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Harry: "I expected the Rocky Mountains to be a little rockier than this."
Loyd: "I was thinking the same thing. That John Denver's full of shit, man."

I grew up on Ft Lauderdale beach. I was an extra in a lot of those Spring Break movies they made back in the 70's and 80's. All you had to do was be skinny, tanned and young, which I was. Drugs were ubiquitous and everyone was wasted and burned from the sun.

Back then "The Button" on the beach was the place to be. Then they opened the "The Button South" and it was never the same. All those hair bands played the TBS in the late 80's, great times.

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"When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace." Jimi Hendrix

Nothing crazy but still really memorable.

1999-went out to visit my sister who just moved to San Francisco. First time on the west coast. Spent 5 days walking all over the city and Marin headlands by myself and did a day trip with my sister to ski Squaw Valley. One of my best weeks in my life.

2000-stayed at school at Montana State University and snowboarded every day. I had a season pass.

2001-Back at Umass...I don't remember what I did on this spring break. Probably just went home and did nothing : (

2002-Went on a road trip with my dad down to Hilton Head, SC. We golfed most days although the weather was horrible. Poured every day. At night we watched the news about the Iraq invasion/bombings. I also had to figure out what to do with my life since I was graduating in 2 months with no idea what to do. Decided to apply to grad school on this vacation to become a science teacher. Started my grad school app process. At the time I didn't appreciate this trip with my dad but now I look back really fondly about the time we spent together. It was the only time we went on a trip together.

When I was "hiding out" in Deerfield Beach after that girl tried to kill me [the first time] I had the sense (?) to come back to Philly before Spring Break, so I didn't get to participate in any hi-jinks nor shenanigans from either side of the bar I was working in

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"Your best work is the work you're excited about" - Rick Rubin