Trip report #3, need some fixins

Ok, got a haircut and now I need to get into the Island groove.
I called up may man, and told him I was in Town.

(I had found a likkle sumpin, sumpin to tide me over last night.)

Yo, yo, what's up mon, Markospoon here, mi baak mon,

Hey Marko, welcome back, where you staying this time?
Up in the Hills?
Little London?
Orange Bay?

"No mon, I'm back at my hotel, I need to see you."
Ok, mi got the good stuff, soon come.

There is a little store, just a few doors away,
got snacks, brews, and few bottles of "Smirnoff Red"
Its like a mixed drink with citrus and vodka in a bottle.
But, you must drink it cold.

My man came by with a nice size bag.
"mi got de best here mon"
(that's what they all say)

He had so much, it would have cost $200 US if we were in Chicago.
Man, give me 3 Thousand worth.
Soon, I was sitting on the Veranda, and feeling fine.
This time I had a refrigerator in my room and always had an ice cold beer handy.
This trip, I spent a lot of time relaxing on the Veranda, with music from my Boom box I brought.
Cd, radio and cassettes.: cool::cool: