A very busy Saturday morning and the entrance to the shopping mall was across a bridge, known locally as the red bridge. Tons of people so just followed the crowd on my bike at pedestrian speed.
The bloke in front of me was wearing a T shirt with the word Margaritaville on the back.
"Where's Margaritaville?" I ask when we cross the bridge.
"No place" he says, "a band I heard in Las Vegas, bought the T shirt as a souvenir".
Sure enough, looking it up on Google, there it was, Margaritaville
Not quite my cup of tea!.
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