MsMoonlight's Photo Diary (day 3)

Good heavens I don’t know where to begin today! Oy vey! You just wouldn’t believe all that’s gone on here in three days if I didn’t have photo proof of everything! I’ve kept a photo journal of my time here on the island and took lots of photos of my heroes and of course Johnny. At the end of each day I compiled the photos with a brief description of what the photo is about and what transpired each day. That is what I am going to share with you today.

This is a look at my DIK photo journal…but be warned! Some of it is not pretty, while the other half is downright drool worthy so bibs are recommended - and it's not for children's eyes.

It’s a beautiful sunny day when we arrived on the island. It didn’t take us long to get settled into our cozy beach hut before we set out to explore the beautiful island, collect some seashells, enjoy the sun and waves. Sounds good right? The guys were really excited! Even when they were trying to relax and soak up some rays...they just couldn't contain their excitement!

I don’t know if the island is always full of naked people (was that in the fine print??) but that is what my heroes told me, so off came their clothes. They even went fishing naked!


Zane MacKenzie spent much of his day lying on his back in the sun working on a tan with no tan lines. He later regretted falling asleep in the sun and now knows what it’s like to burn and peal where the sun doesn’t shine – if you get my drift.

Warren Anderson also liked to sun bath, but kept his buns to the sun and frolicked by an icy fresh water stream during his alone time on the island.

My other guys were much more interested in group activities, drinking rum and causing mayhem (with Johnny as the ring leader, don’t ya know!). That is how I ended up with a new tattoo! Johnny said he had it all worked out and knew what he was doing, the guys were fully on board and talked me into a getting a tattoo on my ankle.


My guys were creative, I gotta give them that. Besides the lei’s which you saw on day 2 of my stay, they also got creative with the grill. No typical weenie roasts for my guys! Nope, they had to go out and make their brand of what a REAL weenie roast is.

Moving right along…after our weenie lunch Nicolas Eden decided to add music to our time on the island and being the talented piano player he is, put on quite a show – one I don’t think I will ever forget.

While I was enjoying the music and scenery, John Dunbar baked me a cake. Not you’re typical cake, but a manly man cake that I quite enjoyed – it had a delicious cream filling that melted in your mouth.

Then Johnny broke out the rum again! A few bottles of rum down and the guys are getting a little carried away. I don’t know what the hell Warrick de Chaville thought he was doing but he let out a shout (scaring me near to death), grabbed a sheet off the bed and ran naked to the beach where he proceeded to do some sort of naked sheet dance. (He had no memory of this the next day – he hasn’t seen this photo yet).

Perhaps this is where the term “Three sheets to the wind” comes from??

At this point the guys are glossy eyed, grinning like fools and thinking up trouble to get into (do they ever grow up?). Johnny’s determined to have a big bon fire and party around it. I’m thinking this isn’t a good idea, but they give me the “You’re the little woman, we’re the big tough guys and we can handle this” brush off. So I go looking for some fire extinguishers while they build and build and build their bon fire that would set off a three alarm fire had we been anywhere else in the world.

Just as the bon fire gets going, a very drunk Royce of Wyndhurst decides to show us his fire dance that he is sure will get him a win on the next America’s Got Talent season. Naked as the day he was born, Royce starts dancing with fire. Most of the guys have gone a bit pale when the flames got close to his man pride area, but when he completes his drunken naked fire dance without burning off his manhood the guys burst into a round of applause.
(I am still grasping the fire extinguisher).

Johnny does his own fire dance, singing and reenacting his scene from the first Pirates of the Caribbean movie and before I know it, he’s set our hut on fire! Flames are shooting up into the air and guys are running to put it out and others to rescue our possessions from inside.
My little fire extinguisher saves one suitcase and a pair of flip flops.

The hut goes up in a blaze of glory with military man Zane MacKenzie saluting it, as it burnt to a crisp and topples down.

The DIK authorizes arrive and can’t quite believe their eyes. They've never seen so much destruction on their island from one group before. OH dear!

They handcuff Johnny and toss him in DIK prison (I hadn’t even known the island had a prison!) where he slept off this drunkenness and was released in the morning after he promised not to play with fire any more or he’d be banned from the island for good. The only reason they didn’t ban him this time was he promised every woman on the island “leis” again.

Jamie Graham was so happy that everything had worked out that he put on his kilt and did cartwheels down the beach.

So that sums up my three days on the island – now I need to go home and sleep for a week to recuperate! I wonder how long it will take for the damages bill to get here? I'm forwarding it to Johnny!

(photos compliments of GOOGLE images)