Ahh,the positive vibes are back!!;)
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Ahh,the positive vibes are back!!;)
Luna will be busy making new friends until Feb 15.
Yep...saddle up and tighten the strap....and gallop back to Negril. She misses you!!! True loves are hard to give up! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by 2nutz4travel
Go, Kahuna, go!!!
Gimmee a little latitude and rock to the Three Little Birds tune. I was dreaming when I wrote this, sue me if it goes astray:Quote:
Originally Posted by Kahuna3
"Rise up this morning, frowned with the mounting snow. 3 old time buds reached out on cell phones . Singing sweet songs of c'mon man come back on down... This is our pleading to you oooo oooo.... Don't worry, about a thing... Next leg of the trip, gonna be alright....singing don't worry...about a thing ... The call of the ocean's too big to fight....
And so on like that....
Not trying to Weird Al a Marley Classic, but the story of friends in wait, a relentless Ontario winter , and the love story between Roland and Negril is beautiful theatre playing out live in front of so many who love him , most of whom have never met him.
Hope you go back if you are regrouped and ready. You have a whole lotta fans cheering you either way.
Miles to go before you sleep.
Bob Marley, Roland Reimer, Prince and Robert Frost all rolled up in one silly board post. Bam!
What Nutz said ^Quote:
Originally Posted by 2nutz4travel
Ok well book,pack and go have a good time. Hope that you continue writing a book.
Before my 'incident', my intentions were to continue my trip report and then work it into a more cohesive narration that would eventually become an eBook. I was looking forward to that as a fun writing project. I had done some organizing and re-writing of what I had, so the work had started.Quote:
Originally Posted by Angel
I'd also written about five 'scenes' of things that I'd seen/experienced that I was looking forward to post. A couple that were good and funny. I also had quite a few photos that I had ready to post. All of that got thieved. Along with all of my photos that I'd taken on the trip.
But a few days ago I realized that I could get everything I'd already posted, including photos and recover it. So I could work on the eBook project, I'd only have to remember and rewrite the five 'scenes' that I'd lost. So I'm working on that now.
One thing I did save that I didn't post was a video of the pub crawl we went on. It was a really fun crawl, Lenbert outdid himself. One of the ladies was having a birthday, so she requested Madonna songs. That got everybody up dancing on the Love Bus.
Here it is:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7UoxI...Jv8FTIYUcL0pIA
Awesome video.. must of been toward the end of the crawl, everyone seemed pretty happy :)
Wooohooooo, par-tay!
Love it!!!! You even had me snapping my fingers in the air while sitting in my recliner with my laptop...good vibes fi sure!!
OK - I've had it with this cold/snow/wind. Slush/grey/darkness. Piles of dirty snow all over the place are giving me claustrophobia.
I have a mental image of my crew cruisin' the beach. It just won't go away.
So . . . I'm goin' back to Negril.
I know, I'm compulsive about some things, you'all might be sayin', "That guy is a wingnut who doesn't know what he wants!"
That may be true, but right now I want to to see my friends on the beach, so I'm going before they have to leave. If they were in Cuba, I would go there too.
Anyhow, Negril soon come.
Extra things I'm packing for this trip:
- my super-bright Mini MagLite
- two rubber door stoppers
- my Gerber Gator 650 utility knife (very good for slicing open coconuts)
Not bringing this trip:
- Rose colored glasses (the lenses are cracked and they're in a trash heap out on the Sav Road) :)
Yay!!!! I am so happy for you!!! Have a great time!!!:cool:
Glad to hear you are heading back. I figured it wouldn't take long before you got back in the saddle. Have a great time! :)
Good on ya, Kahuna3! Happy and safe travels. Congrats to Bea on landing her new job.
Great news. Please report back with guy stories. :-)
Enjoy your trip, and be sure to try the gizzadas!
Very cool.............we'll see you on the beach. Safe travels.
Soon come can't come soon enough!
Good for you. Hope that Bea has someone to shovel the snow. Enjoy this trip and be safe.
Good for you Kahuna3!;) Keep on writing!
So happy to hear that you are going back! Can't wait to read the next chapter!
Kahuna, we're from Ottawa too and we've pRtied with your crew...see you soon Mon!Quote:
Originally Posted by Kahuna3
Great! Please don't tell them I'm coming . . . I just want to walk up on them and say HI!Quote:
Originally Posted by NatDaBrat
If things go as planned, I'll be on da beach tonight at midnight - but I just plan to crash and get up with the sun tomorrow morning.
Your Negril welcomes you with it's big smile!
Luna hopes you would say Hello.
Will not utter a word :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Kahuna3
Yay!
Negril. Gotta love it.
Even with all of its contradictions.
There's always somebody that throws a curve ball and makes you question your attraction to the place. I've experienced some of those feelings myself along the way. It hurts you and makes you angry for a time.
Then, you rise up and say..."I'll be damn. Somebody like you is not taking something I enjoy away from me. I'm not giving you that power."
Happy times await you once again.
LOL...careful using that phrase....it got me in trouble :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Kahuna3
Glad to hear you are coming back to Negril...maybe our paths will cross. Be there in 2 weeks!
Kahuna 3
Hope you read my PM.
Hang in there. It's worth the effort
Cap
:cool:
Are you there yet? :-)
YEAH!! :) I am so happy to hear you are returning! Looking forward to your observations and pictures! Keeps me warm until we arrive in a few weeks!
That's great! Just told my girlfriend about your book and how jus hi enjoyed your writing. Looking forward to reading more. Who knows...maybe we will run into you somewhere along the way..
Yeah, mon! Back on de beach. “Now that’s better,” as the little redhead says - no, not Danika
I arrived late last night on a direct flight; Frozen Bullocks direct MoBay. Four hours, ten minutes. Nice. Except the guy beside me had some kind of overactive bowel problem – I won’t regale you with the details, suffice to say the overhead air vent was put to good use.
I went down to the beach this morning and I managed to sneak up on Shrek from behind and put him in a headlock. I pushed him towards the water and he started to fight me off. I can only imagine what was going on in his head. Anyhow, they were all happy to see me, but, except for Shrek and Doc, they all had a suspicion that I was coming back.
On my ride in from MoBay last night (late - 11:00pm) the taxi dude started in on the whole Bob Marley celebration and ‘Attractions’ spiel. But soon after we started talking, he got that I was an ‘old timer’. So naturally, conversation ended up on the subject of my recent unfortunate encounter with a tief. Naturally. Right?
I related to him what happened and he said, “Yuh know. De next time you come to Jamaica, bring a spear gun wid you. The gas powered type, not the rubber band. Cause de gas powered is more powerful, yuh know. An’ yuh can bring one spear wid you. Dat’s legal. Den make some more once you are here.” Presumably from wood, I expected.
“Yah, mon, Me keep one wid me in the house all de time.” He looked over at me and nodded. He tells me he lives in MoBay and says when he comes home from work late at night he calls a friend of his who is a cop to provide an escort for him to his house.
OK – not trying to bring anybody down or cast a dark shadow on things here. I’m just callin’ them as I see them. Because that’s how it has to be. If it flies, it flies. If it doesn’t – au revoir.
Get me straight here – I love Negril. See – I’m back. I had a wonderful afternoon on the beach today. But, reflecting, I feel like a good friend has a problem, and I’m not in a position to help him, I’m helpless. A wiser person than me put it this way; “It’s like having a once–wonderful boyfriend who has gradually turned to drugs and crime. And you’re heartbroken and don’t know what to do.”
That’s pretty well captures how I feel. Except for the boyfriend part, not that there’s anything wrong with that. I feel like a relationship that I cherish is in jeopardy.
However, it was a great day today; there was rain in the afternoon, but even that was good. I’m happy to be with my friends. Really happy.
I asked them what was up and this is the first thing I got: There was a tragedy on the beach yesterday afternoon. A man died while swimming into shore from a boat moored about 80 yards off shore. He was first observed bobbing near the buoy line just off the beach in front of White Sands. He’d been snorkelling with several of his friends when they noticed that he was in distress. They pulled him ashore and started CPR. Two of my crew, Cappy (a fireman) and Shrek, relieved them and performed chest compressions on the man for about forty minutes but their efforts were in vain, the man did not revive. He was believed to be in his mid-forties. Speculation was that he had a heart attack or a stroke or drowned. It was his second day. Very sad.
The police showed up and an ambulance was summoned but never arrived. His friends were understandably distraught. Eventually efforts to resuscitate the man were stopped. They removed him from the beach on a chaise lounge. He was placed in the back of a pick-up and driven away to the north. As the truck pulled slowly away the man’s friends were seen still performing chest compressions in a last attempt to bring him around.
Here’s a weird thing that Cappy’s wife, (no-beach-name) related to me. I thought it was iconic on a subliminal-Negril level. She was watching Cappy and Shrek do their best to revive the man. The man was surrounded by people at the verge of the water. She heard the patty guy approaching from up the beach a short distance, “Coo-Coa bread! Coo-Coa bread!” He called out as he drew closer and closer. “Coo-Coa bread!”
They he came abreast of the crowd and realised what was happening. He continued calling out but in a subdued voice, “Cocoa bread. Cocoa bread.” After he had passed a respectable distance he raised his voice and continued on as per normal, “Coo-Coa bread! Coo-Coa bread!”
Do bad things really come in threes?
I’m just call em as I see em.
Likkle more – maybe.
Holy mackeral! that poor man..and his friends. I can't imagine what they must be going through. I am so glad you are back there...I am glued to the screen again! Have a great time with your friends..will be waiting...patiently..for the next installment.:cool:
For the record I am not telling my husband any of these stories..he was hesitant about traveling to Negril because of crime etc.. I keep telling him it will be fine..He is not a worry wart or anything but unfortunately Jamaica doesn't have the best rep...
So happy you returned ;) It's like the downtrodden hero has returned to triumph over evil. Congrats to Bea on her job and glad you are with your buddies on the beach.
jus use lots of common sense..and be vigilant, Chris55
leave your "rose colored glasses" at home..Chriss55
I wasn't planning on packing those :cool:
:cool: kewl!