Not sure how much of a report this will be, but knowing how I devour the pictures and goings on in Negril while I'm counting down the days, I'll do my best.
We arrived yesterday at 1:24 and had cold Red Stripes to our lips at the bar outside of the airport no more than 15 minutes later! Jahmazing! I felt bad for the folks that spent some of their soon to be Jamaican Dollars on the Mo Bay club. Tuesday is my new travel day!
2 sips in and I hear Steve Positive calling out to us. I love how every year we tell the waiting drivers that we have a ride and they try to convince us to go with them. This year, the line from our wannabe driver was, "Well, I'll be your Plan B." I told him that Plan A never fails.
As we headed to Negril with smiles as wide as our soon to be horizon, it started to rain.....and it rained hard! Cars were pulled over or had their flashers on, the water was up to the wheel wells on the cars, but with Steve, everything was positive.
Red Stripes ended up being dinner and we hit the hay early--I think we maybe got 2 hrs of sleep on Monday night.
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