Paintballs, Pools, and Palacios

This weekend was the best yet.
Friday we skated out of work at 1pm and headed to the beach at the Sherton.
Olivia came with us to enjoy the sun. Swimming in the sea sorta feels like a hot bath of velveeta cheese and tastes a bit like licking the bottom of a popcorn machine. Nice none the less haha
We taught Manuel how to dive (or at least tried) from the barnacle platform.
We stayed there til well after the sun went down.
On the walk back to the W, Lauren called and asked if we wanted to go paintballing.
OF COURSE WE DO!!!!
So after hitting the Souk for some food and sheesha we jumped some curbs and bounced to the Villagio.
No matter what kind of mental preparation you do to get ready for paintball, you are never REALLY prepared.

This was game #1.
*Take note of Manuel's fancy footwork and inability to hide his head.

The heat in the suits was almost deadly and your goggles fogged up instantly leaving you nearly blind and defenseless against fools sneaking up behind you and shooting you 7-8 times at point blank. The 5 meter rule means nothing to Dale.

Lauren and I both felt the wrath of Dale's trigger finger in this particular round.



When we finally called it quits and discovered the amount of stink and sweat hidden under our jumpsuits... there was only one option...
Pool party.
We swam and drank until the sun came up.

When we finally got up (around noon on Saturday) we ate some of Rob's famous crepes and headed back to the pool for another 5+ hours swimming, lounging and soaking up the sun.
Completely wiped and relaxed.... we made a stop at the supermarket (and saw the World's Biggest Shopping Cart!!!! no joke.... massive) and made an amazing discovery while taking the long way home.
AN ALL INFLATABLE AMUSEMENT PARK!!!!!
*Jumping for photos is obviously not Manuel and Lauren's strong suit
The sun began to set and Lauren snapped some really nice photos while adding more baby shoes to her ever growing collection.
We got home in high spirits and with little time before Christian arrived fresh from the 12 hour flight. We celebrated his arrival in true form.... beers and whiskey.
Followed by a nice experience where he locked his roommate Waheed out of their apartment at 3am and in turn had to have a hotel handyman break the door down.
Then he missed the bus to his first day of work. Good start. hahah
DOHA, MEET JOHNNY DEL TORO.