Mojitos with Paul

My younger brother is doing some work a couple of hours from here. He had a little break late yesterday and this morning so he headed this way and spent the night with us last night. Paul is 11 years younger than I am so he was only 7 when I left for college. Since I never moved back home full-time, he was 7 years old to me for quite a while.
Although I just saw him last weekend when I was home for Mother's Day, there was there was so much activity we really didn't get to. As adults, there have been a couple of times that we have spent time together without the rest of "the gang" and despite the age difference and geographical difference, we are close. In 1999, when I lived in Sydney, he visited for a couple of weeks and we had a blast. We went whale watching and I'm pretty sure we were the only two people on the boat that weren't sea sick and hurling over the railing of the boat. We also went hiking and got leeches (yes leeches) on us. Nasty. Then a few years ago, he flew into town and we went to the U2 concert together. This visit was short and did not include leeches or Bono but it was good to share a few hours and a couple of Mojitos with him!!