But then you ask yourself.  Is it really all glamor with the Reads?  Are they following only the shallow search for the perfect beach?  Of course not.  There is so much more.  Like the perfect Gelato.

Or the perfect closet contraption.  Though I believe Lyell referred to this as a machine.  And he did not tell us what it was for - just that he was (obviously) quite proud of it.

Or the perfect junk food.  Which in Mason's case is probably orange soda. 

And to end this update on an uncharacteristically sensitive note for incorrigible.com, the perfect hug with your brother.  This could be it.

And that pretty much covers spring break, 2006.  It was good!  Stay tuned for whats next.  Whatever that might be.