Maybe. Your guess is as good as anyones. I was there a few months ago. Fletch was suppose to show. We called a few times, let him know the drinking had started. He turned his phone off and stayed far away.
Buddy, I was 20 minutes from your front door and you managed to bail. With your track record, do you really think I'd book a trip to Cancun to meet you? Expecting to meet you in Cancun specifically during spring break would be no crazier than ordering a Big Mac at Taco Bell. The Rotten Ron's might be next door, but I still won't be getting a burger.