After meeting Bea, Rob, Bruce, Sandy, Lola, Jennn and others at the Canoe.. we headed back to the hotel to get changed for the Jungle.
I realized immediately that I had a problem...
I had only packed a pair of leather sandles and a pair of plastic flip flops. Not exactly the kind of shoes you wear with a halter top dress...which was wrinkled and mis-shaped on top of everything from being jammed in my suitcase.
I looked ridiculous.
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“You look fine”, Markus assured me. “Yep, That'll work. Lets go.”
I rolled my eyes and I shook my head. I realized that he was going to be no help and neither would Jamar. So I headed out to the front desk area.
A female security guard was chatting with some guys in the front. She recognized me and waved. “What's up?”
“Would you wear this to the jungle?” I asked her.
“Not with THOSE shoes” she laughed and shook her head. “Nu-uh, You must have some other shoes”
I shook my head. “I didn't have room in my carry-on luggage, what now?”
She looked me over, tilted her head to the side and rubbed her chin thoughtfully. “Do you have a black tank top and some shorts, denim perhaps? - you can pull off a casual look. There are all types at the Jungle, you see. Some girls are just wearing shorts and a halter top.”
I returned to my room and rummaged through my luggage some more... tossing clothes all over the room. (Yes, I know... day 2 and I still had not unpacked)
I returned to her wearing this:
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She gave me a thumbs up sign. “That's what I'm talking about. You're good to go”
Next time, I'll pack some dress shoes... but for now, This would have to do.
We headed down Norman Manley Boulevard towards the Jungle. The night was warm, the tree frogs chirping in the distance. Taxis honked as they drove by. The Jerk Chicken vendors were setting up shop for the night and a crowd was already congregated around the Jungle entrance...
It was 10:30 – we scanned the crowds of people entering for Bea, but she was no where to be found. I watched as girls in skin tight mini dresses walked by in high heeled shoes, but there was also an equal mix of casual. At one point a bus stopped, and a hoard of tourists came out in droves.
We waited...and waited..
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I confess they were just hamming it up for this shot. In reality, We were all in really good spirits. We are aware of how crazy it is in Negril. It's hard meeting up without a cellphone, even with the best of intentions.
After 11:00, we realized it was time to get in there before the line got too long. So we head on in.
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Love this sign... What are TOUTS??