Last year I got stopped on the beach and the guy said, I remember you, is this your first time here?
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Last year I got stopped on the beach and the guy said, I remember you, is this your first time here?
The ones I like are those who notice your wrist band and say " hey remember me? I work at the bar at _____resort
Fun thread... another one that I have gotten a lot in negril... especially at night at Bourbon or whatever other venue... "ya mon, it's my birthday. Can you get me a drink?" After I say the obligatory "happy birthday" I follow up with " what's today's date?" This usually stumps the "birthday boy"...,,
We decided to have dinner with Connie last night... she served our food on the very plates we brought, and made sure we knew about it.
Some of the best memories in my life are made from the silliest and most innocuous moments.
In 2007 our son was bitten by one of the nasty dogs at the lighthouse. A rasta lady across the street saw the whole thing and got something to clean the bite and they put aloe on it. Fast forward about 5 years and Janet and I were heading out of 3 Dives after dark and a fellow said "I remember you". "Oh yeah? Where from?" "You son was bit by the dogs at the lighthouse." We had a good laugh together, a fist bump, and were on our way.
This trip we stopped at Hammonds Bakery and Avis Hammond said: "I remember you. We made a cake you your daughters wedding with purple flowers. It was at Blue Cave." I said that was correct and that it was 5 and a half years ago.
Regards,
Bob
I love this thread! Great stories... great memories. I'm terrible at names, but I'm pretty good at remembering faces. It made me feel great when people we came across on our trip in October remembered us from our visit in February. Super friendly people with wonderful memories- how can they remember everyone?
Good story!, It must be the "ginger root" that keeps the memory sharp.
Could be the Overproof or ganja Navvet, you know that it's good for everything??¿¿
Have had many like responses over the years, have given away many things but our friends there never ask, as they say do onto others & the respect is returned . Everyone leaves some type of memory behind, hopefully more good than bad & yes some have great memories & take this as a sign of respect that you left them with a piece of you to remember
Ever amazed at people's memories - from customs at MBJ, to the HiLo and all through Negril. Sometimes amaze myself even when I remember people, their names and stories - these get a bit more lost in the clutter of my usual urban tangle.
Memories are not limited to tourists. 22 years ago with our 5 yo and 1 yo at the Poinciana dropoff I left camera case with cash in it in a white tag ride we picked up. Next day I asked the guard in duty about it - he told me the driver's name and where he lived 'A coolie, Nelson, from Sav'. That was enough info for me and a friend to find his house if Sav, get thrown out of his yard by his wife, "Mi Nelson nevah do such a ting!" and then confirm 100% that is was Nelson that had my stuff - no last names required still! My bad totally - a bit distracted by the kids - but my bad - worst hurt was my 5 yo whose little camera was also in the case - he was documenting everything!
Long story, but if anyone sees my Fujika SLR with 200mm lens and a little Nikon in a blue soft case, let me know!