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come on vi, show us your pics . . . you're a mistery lady . . .
WOW...that lobster looks amazing!!! And, Teresa's the perfect hostess, too :)
"Didn’t give a lot of attention to my outfit. The dress material felt cool, didn’t cling to my hips and the straps stayed on my shoulders. Good enough for me."
Yup, we could hang out, LOL!
Jus Natural food looks great, haven't been to their "new" location yet.
I'd love to see pictures of you, too, Vi!
Adding Just Natural to my dinner list......check!
Your photos bring the meal to life!
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Originally Posted by JitterBug
JitterBug & Schuttzie, LOL I’m not much of a mystery. Just one of thousands of women obsessed with this amazing county. I used to post my mug, but not anymore. Besides being extremely shy, aging hasn’t been kind to my face so it’s my duty to keep it off the internet.Quote:
Originally Posted by Schuttzie
Patricia it was delicious so was the price (at that time), $15.Quote:
Originally Posted by Patricia
Goldilocks I never visited the old location but this set up is really nice. I was invited to go check out the back yard, but never made it. Next time.Quote:
Originally Posted by goldilocks
You will like it there Sammy. The mood is tranquil and encourages intimacy. She had nice jazz playing in the background…a nice touch.Quote:
Originally Posted by sammyb
i prefer breakfast and lunch at just natural.
my supper there was nothing to rave about . . .
the lunches are to die for . . . all vegetarian sandwiches . . . yummy
It' great to hear your trip report from Negril, I'm living vicariously through your trip report. I spent a lot of time at Bourbon Reach on my last reach, I found it more comfortable when I was accompanied with someone. While there alone the men tend to be total pest, pestier than the bug that was trying to use your body as a bed.:D By the way the color and design of that bug was beautiful, if it was an outfit I would definitely wear it. Too bad On the Rocks doesn't have parties there any longer. I went a couple of times and enjoyed my time there. I have heard a lot about Just Natural but never ate there, I'll make it my business to check them out on my next reach.
Just finished reading your whole adventure Vi thank you so much for taking the time to post it. Love your insight and pictures.
What did you have for dinner JitterBug?? I really liked dinner.Quote:
Originally Posted by JitterBug
LOL Butterfly about those bugs!!! Yes, do check out Just Natural. I probably didn't get hassled at Bourbon Beach because I was never alone. But I was ready for the pests if they zoomed in on me.Quote:
Originally Posted by butterfly
THANKS for reading the report newfiegirl. I'm glad you enjoyed it.Quote:
Originally Posted by newfiegirl59
Paid and thanked Miss Theresa for the delicious meal and superb hospitality then made my way outside. Mr. B (Drivah B) was there to meet me and held the door open as I slid my over-stuffed body inside.
“Thank you for waiting.”
“You enjoy the meal?”
“Yes, it was good. You weren’t hungry?”
“I don’t eat at those places. I go to certain cook shops for soup or fish or I cook myself. What did you have?”
“Lobster.”
“I fix lobster any way you want it. Curry lobster. Lobster thermidor. Garlic lobster. Grilled…I prefer to grill lobster. You like conch?”
“I love conch.”
Where do you want to go now?”
“I don’t know. I guess somewhere on the beach. Do you drink?”
“Yes.”
“Want to join me for a drink?”
“Yes, I would like that. Can I choose the place?”
“Sure.”
“A local place up the road.”
We pull up to the side of a tiny shop. The inside was only large enough for 3 maybe four people. I stood outside the door peeking in. Two women, drenched from sweat, were behind the counter waiting on the stream of people shouting their needs and passing money.
“What do you drink, Vi?”
“Rum.”
“Me too. White or red?”
“Either.”
“I only drink white rum but will get whatever you want.”
“No…no, white is fine with me.”
I watched Mr. B dash inside, deliver his request over the other shouting customers them come out with a half pint of JB overproof, a bottle of water to chase along with two cups of ice. I take one of the iced filled cups and follow him to the front of the shop away from the small crowd waiting their opportunity to squeeze inside.
I hear music! Nice old school roots. Excellent sound, loud but not thunderous to where you don’t understand the words or can’t carry on a conversation. He twists the cap off the small glass bottle and pours the rum in my cup. Then came the water, but not too much I instructed. I waited until his cup was filled before taking a sip. An instant smile came over my face as that first swallow of rum traveled through my body.
Four domino games were in progress within the small enclosure in the front of the shop. Words and laughter could be heard over the slam of the oblong, cream-colored tiles hitting the wood tables. A faint cloud of smoke stayed suspended in the air completing the scene.
We didn’t talk. I’m sure he was giving me time to take it all it. I think something from King Yellowman was playing. I’m probably wrong because you don’t hear a lot of his music these days. But the voice reminded me of his.
No one cared who I was. I felt welcomed yet loved being ignored.
By my third sip I was rocking to the beat of each song and locking onto the pulse of the action. I took out my camera threatening to take pictures; no on second thought I want videos…more than one. I was dying to record it all and bring this visual and feeling back with me. The overproof was giving me some courage, but not enough. I snapped three shots then turned the camera off.
Mr. B came over and took the camera from me.
“You can take pictures, Vi.”
“I didn’t feel comfortable. But what I really wanted was video.”
“Set it up for video. I’ll do it.”
Camera turned back on and set to video, he presses “rec” like I showed him then walked about without objection. I stood watching quietly as he captured memories I will treasure forever.
JAMAICA! JAH-MAAAY-KA!!
JAMAICA! JAH-MAAAY-KA!!
yesss sar, dis is what it’s hall about!!!!
“Now you.”
“Now me what???!!” I take a sip waiting to hear what he had in mind.
“You get in the video. Step in the shop. Walk to the window.”
“Okay!!...No I can’t.” I looked around and saw a clear path. All of a sudden I liked the idea and cooperated.”
“Go in further. Go into the light.”
I stepped carefully across the uneven ground giggling all the way to the little window. Turned to face the camera and saying to myself, this is so not like me. Still giggling, I make my way back towards the door like a wannabee movie star.
Get this…I never look at the video just loved it happened.
It started to drizzle…I wasn’t ready to go. “Let’s stand to the side.” “No, Vi. Let’s go somewhere else. You want to go have a drink beachside?”
“Yes!”
Strike while the iron is hot. :)
Looks like traffic will be picking up in this thread now that you're famous!
lol TAH!!!!!! I don't want to be famous...I just want to put the spotlight pon JAMAICA!!!!!!
I nurse the rest of my rum & water (ice melted) as we leave the westend and enter the beach road. I was looking forward to a fresh drink and a quiet place to chat. Mr. B just drove.
The phone rings. I see it’s Drivah A. He wants me to ride with him and continue hanging out when he’s finished working. I said to myself, why on earth would I leave this perfect night to simply “hang”??
“No darlin. But thanks for thinking about me.”
“No problem. You still need me to take you to the airport?”
“Airport?? No, not the airport I need you to take me to the bus. Remember?”
“That’s right. What time?”
“Can I call you back tomorrow with the time?”
“No problem. But listen, can you keep tomorrow night open for me?”
“umm yeah, sure.”
Mr. B turns onto Alfred’s lot.
Only a handful of people were at the bar when we came through the path. A nice comfortable sort but they look like they were about to leave. We sat and ordered drinks. Mr. B got pineapple juice & rum. I got tonic water & rum.
Mine was strong so I knew one was going to be enough.
We talked…asking each other “getting-to-know-you questions Part 2”. Deeper questions than what was discussed at On the Rocks. I liked his company more and more but wasn’t going to rush anything or read anything into his attention towards me.
I took a picture of our drinks and discovered the camera was still set to video. I turned the dial setting but couldn’t see which one I landed on so I set it down to look for my glasses. Mr. B picks it up and starts taking pictures. I nixed looking for the glasses and went back to my drink.
I was feeling good.
Mr. B looked puzzled. He didn’t like how the photos were looking. We took a couple together. Just goofing off. Again, he said something is not right. I looked at them.
“They look fine to me. Lift the flash.”
He did. Two more pictures but was still dissatisfied so he turned it off and sat it next to me.
We finished our drinks and he took me to my place. I got his number and said I would call him in the morning to take me to breakfast. He said he will be available. We said good night and I staggered to my room.
Freshened up a little, I crawled into bed and do what I do at the end of every night in Jamaica…I look at my pictures from the day.
I get to the ones that were taken at Alfreds and start laughing hard out loud. I discovered why Mr. B was so unhappy with the pictures he took. I accidently put the setting on fish-eye effect.
LOL
This is what our drinks looked like…you can only imagine how stupid our faces looked. And I was too blind and too drunk to see the problem. Yeap I was feeling gooooooood!
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Good night Jamaica
Vi, I'm loving your report! It's like I'm right there with you. I was just in Negril two weeks ago but it feels like an eternity since I was there! More please!
just to get our imagination . . . "tantalizing" . . .
Your definitely my kind of girl, I love the way you vacation. Time to be alone, and learn yourself and get familiar with your inner self. The beautiful nature of Jamaica make for a perfect place to do just that. I enjoy time alone, not mistaking that I am in any way lonely. I also enjoy good company, it deters the hustlers and undesirables. :)
Oh, too funny about the fish eye pictures, lol! Sounds like you were very relaxed and having a great time :)
We definitely need to hang out in Jamaica! Lol!
Dear, dear Vi, thanks for sharing this wonderful report. It just made my day. You made me feel as though I was walking along with you as you just chatted about your two town tour. Quite fun. The pics are marvelous, the warmth comes through and it's needed today as it is soooo cold.
The way you enjoy, struggle and then burst into the sunshine with every twist in the road is amazing. Truly loving this.
Hi sher and welcome to the ride!!! I know how you feel. I just got back myself and I shake my head asking where did the time go??? I’m glad you are enjoying this experience and hope you have plans to return soon.Quote:
Originally Posted by sher
Lol JitterBug, you definitely know how to nudge me to be more emotionally revealing.Quote:
Originally Posted by JitterBug
Thanks butterfly. Yes Jamaica provides the setting I need to notice my blessings and put my tribulations behind me. I know you take advantage of the same when you’re there.Quote:
Originally Posted by butterfly
Schuttzie, I was so relaxed I allowed myself to be photographed and videoed!!!!! The fact that I let someone “touch” my camera proved I was more comfortable then ever. I had a blast.Quote:
Originally Posted by Schuttzie
LOL but listen kaycee, you’ll have to run without me!!!Quote:
Originally Posted by kaycee
Oh my bjritz! Your comments touch me deeply. In fact, you and others make me wanna retrieve the experiences I tossed away and add them to the report. Thank you so much for taking the time to check out my post and add your most appreciated compliment.Quote:
Originally Posted by bjritz
7/20/14 - sunday, day 17
Counting down the hours is painful but that’s how some of us torture ourselves when time to depart is close. Counting days, then hours. As of 7:00 AM I have 56 hours remaining in Jamaica. Two and a half days. The sunshine is calling you Vi. Pay attention to it!! Get up and get out.
I called Mr. B to ask him to take me to a breakfast spot. Became a little disappointed when he said he was not in the area. He takes a young girl to work five times a week standard so I couldn’t disrupt that arrangement just for a breakfast drop off. After that he has to run a business errand.
Oh well…can’t sit around waiting so I head out on foot down the lane to seek a ride. Once I got to the end of the lane, I decided to continue walking towards the round about. I wanted to take pictures of the boats under the bridge. To avoid a certain money changing turd, I decided to cross the street before getting to the Value Master parking lot. Traffic was non-stop so getting to the other side took timing and skill. I possessed neither that morning and almost got ran over by a corolla and bike. Screeching tires…blaring horns…yelling! Lots of yelling. Shook me up so bad I forgot about taking the picture and was way beyond the point before I remembered. It wasn’t the drivers’ fault…I missed judged and almost caused a bad accident. Timing and attention are a must when crossing the street in front of the bank and Burger King.
A car slows up and stops beside me. I got excited thinking it was Mr. B. The driver asked if I needed a ride. I accepted just so I could stop walking and prevent another near miss calamity.
“You muss be careful crossing de road.”
“You saw that?”
“Ya mon. You muss keep your eyes pon where you walk. The drivas dem can’t watch out fe people who walk with confusion.”
“Thanks. (kissteet) I’ll keep that in mind.”
“No problem. You going to de beach?”
“Yes, but not now. I’m going to have breakfast first at Sweet Spice.”
“Sweet Spice???”
“Yes???”
“It’s de odda way.”
He slows and turns around. Darn, I forgot Sweet Spice isn’t on the beach road. I guess he’s going to charge me more for the whip around and extra driving.
Surprised, he didn’t, but made me sit still while he wrote down his contact information for me. The number was good as trashed until he said…
“You don’t have to call me. No pressha…no pressha, my dear. But if you get lonely and want nice, respectable conversation then ring me. David. Me name David. Not married. No girlfriend. No lova. Juss me alone.”
I watch him pen his digits then tear it from the corner of a book. His face was serious but his eyes were kind and trusting. “Thanks David. Keep the change for the trouble.” He smiled. His smile completely changed his facial form. Like I was looking at different person. Maybe someone who should know my name and number?? I waited for a big stray dog to pass the doorway before getting out of the car and entering the restaurant. I’m so afraid of dogs.
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Gotta show dem dogs who de boss.
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Been a minute since I've stepped inside Sweet Spice so don't remember if the decor changed any, but the vibe of the place feels the same. Like returning to an old community diner.
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I ordered an omelette (of course) which was really, really good and filling. My only complaint is that it took 35 minutes to get. A dude came in after me, ordered his food, ate it, belched and was out the door before I got mine and he had brown stew chicken. Yeah, I asked hoping he would give a hungry sister a taste...but he didn't. Anyway, I was about to leave when I saw the waitress carry the plate. She did apologize for the delay. That restored her original tip.
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LOL TAH when it comes to dogs, THEY are the boss!!! I'm even scared of the three-legged pooches. I'm hopeless when it comes to dogs and cats.Quote:
Originally Posted by TAH
that is one serious looking omelet ...yum!Quote:
Originally Posted by *vi*
For some reason, I've never like omelets. In Jamaica or otherwise.
following . . .
Sammy, when I first looked at it I was waiting for it to crawl off the plate. It looked alive! But it didn't matter how it looked once I tasted it. Definitely worth the wait although I hope it doesn't always take that long for an egg & vegetable ommee.Quote:
Originally Posted by sammyb
and TAH I crave them only in Jamaica. I never buy or eat eggs here. I think it's the cheese...and fresh vegetables. I don't eat the porridge and folks seem to love that.Quote:
Originally Posted by TAH
Posting wouldn't be the same without you!!! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by JitterBug
After breakfast I got a ride to Travellers. Once I got there, I didn’t want to stay so stepped out to the road to catch another ride. Drivah A showed up. Said he was on his way to Lucea to get a car part and asked me to ride along.
“No thanks. I need to be near the water today. Way too beautiful to be in a car.”
“Okay. Okay. Margaritaville?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“You look nice, Vi. You wearing that dress tonight?”
“Tonight?? Oh I forgot about that. No, I’m wearing something else. Where are we going?”
“Bourbon Beach. The party is at Bourbon Beach. Call me when you ready to leave the beach. If I’m back I’ll take you to your room.”
“Okay…”
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Yes, those last hours before departure are always painfully hard, I agree! I probably would have got up and left that restaurant, I've had to do that here at home before. We don't eat out at all anymore so not an issue anymore, lol. We prefer our own cooking, maybe we are picky ^0^
You have one more night of dancing, yippee!
Painful...very painful. If my visits were as long as my reports I would be a happy gal. But Schuttzie, counting tonight I have TWO nights of dancing and I do it right on night 2.
Yes indeed!! I strolled through breeze-way, restaurant on to the already crowded beach. Quick found a guy to lug a chair and umbrella right to the front for me. I tipped them well. Two of them worked on digging the hole and setting the huge shade covering just right over my perfectly positioned lounger. Those guys work hard at their not-easy-at-all job.
The day was picture perfect!!!! PLENTY people out. I got my space just in time!
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In 7 days, our feet will be in that sand and this very much keeps us a little calmer while we wait.Thanks Vi,wonderful job as always!
your trip has made my wait bearable . . . soon come . . . love getting up and seeing what you've posted . . .
I'm starting to have withdrawals...I've been looking for decent flight prices, nothing yet.
But reading your report and seeing pics does help.