The best known cities on the international traveling circuit are best known for a reason. In this Old Vallarta dive bar Issy and Marlon get more then they bargained for. Made worse by the fact they didn’t know they were supposed to be bargaining.
Vic is in the ancient city of Fez, leading a group of coed travelers through the perilous streets in search of revelry, only to find death and despair.
Vic & Des exorcise Hollywood demons by immersing themselves in the true Casablanca, drinking in the shadows of a revered French colonial dive with an unscrupulous comedian of a driver.
Michelle has the long-skirted swagger of a spinster schoolmarm, the kind of woman whose corset you could really sink your teeth into. She appeals to Gutter’s sense of chivalry with her distressed damsel antics, but Gutter admits he shat out his manners long-ago, about the same time he stopped giving a damn about Cleveland dames. Michelle pleads for Gutter’s help. Her sister is missing.
In Korea, Isy thought he’d found the best place in the world to have a beer. Until a Halloween Miracle occurred, and he discovered someplace even better.
With its lush flora and fauna, Wekiwa Springs State Park is a mimicry of Eden. It has all of the prerequisites for paradise: crystal-clear spring water, a snack-bar and tame woodland creatures. A leisurely float downstream, across the park boundaries, beyond the jurisdiction of park rangers, is Wekiva Island. If the state park is Eden, Wekiva Island is man’s fall from grace.
Vic & Mosby are in Nimbin to begin illustrious careers as drug smugglers, but their own paranoia may end their dreams before they can begin.
Raki is the endangered booze of Turkey with a deep tradition. Vic and his new pals in Ankara drink a few too many rounds while they still can.
Vic and a few diplomats from the British Honduras are looking for a good time in NOLA, but Vic is afflicted with devils.
“The exorcist inhales from his vape cigarette and sprays me with holy water from an Aerosol can. I lick the holy water off my fat lips; it tastes salty and pure.”
150 years ago, a pivotal Civil War battle was fought on these beaches. Today, the coast is littered with dives, such as Beach Bumz, where rebels may be gone, but their spirit lives on in territorial line-dancing.
Uncharted Dives 