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Carlos and Charlie's is
an experience in and of itself. The staff are so much fun, they pick on you and flirt and they do crazy stuff when you order
shots, they feed you the shot while blowing a whistle, shaking your head, tickling you and slapping your bum. We had about
15 or 16 shot glasses by the time we left, and I took home my 3rd, or was it 4th?, yard glass.
We ended up very nearly missing the
ship. We got back at 7:40 something. Mom claims they always tell you to be back a half hour earlier than you really need to
be when you're in a port with a Carlos and Charlie's, but Cathy and I were still freaked out. Ha ha, and for some
reason none of us can remember the room steward down the hall started calling us " the Angels of Carlos and Charlie's " from
that night on.
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