lol, i completely understand the concern. i guess i've just never thought about the possibility before!Quote:
Originally Posted by TizzyATX
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lol, i completely understand the concern. i guess i've just never thought about the possibility before!Quote:
Originally Posted by TizzyATX
Great report. Machete is awesome
Kevan - Glad I could put a smile on your face, I sit here in the office smiling like a jackass eating briars remembering the little things that happened each day, I swear people in the office must think I'm nucking futs the way I grin when random thoughts come up.
VVHT - that's what I say, keep it coming, it justs takes a little longer to get back for it (since I'm at work)! LOL
Tizzy - I saw those pictures of ya so you should be worried as well about the flat tire! LOL, I tease the wife that she has her own PFD's (personnal flotation devices) so she will never drown
WPYOGI - after the money i spent on thoose things it was the first thing I thought about when she jumped, proud to say I checked right away and all was safe!
Flip - the machete is like a bad Sienfeld episode, it always comes back to the start. "These pretzels are making me thirsty!" By the way more machete stories to follow!
message for tanfastic. love the stories but really was hoping you would post a couple more pictures of your wife!!!!!!!!!!
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How is this? LOL!
Lmao
Great stuff man, very funny! Big up on the hundred candles, the look it brings is worth every penny and then some. I'm impressed that you plugged on through with it on your travel day. The pass out, though? Dude, that is effing hilarious :) Glad you were weren't spitting cat doo in the morning and able to claim your just desserts. Boogs is the man, but don't forget he's a baby killer... or maimer anyways...
Is that a machete in your pocket or did you just look at your wife????
The Vow Renewal, special dinner at Ivan's (again) and meeting Booger!
On the morning of the Vow Renewal we all decided not to have any drinks before the service at 11:00 a.m. My first thought was hey wait, did you say 11, why would I wait until then when I'm on vacation to wait for a cocktail? The wife knows me all to well and said right away when I got up and we were having this discussion, "you can't drink anyway, you're the Minister performing the service!" So reluctantly I agreed no cocktails until after the service. Off to breakfast we go, get our food, wife gets coffee and I get a mimosa. When I sit down i get my balls busted right away about the mimosa. I stepped in and said "I agreed to no cocktails and I'm living up to my promise" at which time the other wife jumped in (not the bride, but a woman who was in the drunkument a few days earlier) said what do you call that! I told them I agreed not to having cocktails but I never said anything about champagne. After a few minutes they all saw my point and a round of mimosas were ordered for the other couple and my wife.
After breakfast I knew it was time to get serious and to get ready for the Vow Renewal. One point I should make is that the bride requested that the ladies wear orange bikinies with a sarong and the guys (yes including me, the Minister wear kahki's and a black Tommy Bahama shirt. This already had been an issue with the Resort, the wedding planner made a point of saying that they take the service seriously and that there was a dress code for the service. The bride and groom let their feelings be known that this is the way they wanted the service to be done. The planner informed them that the Minister wouldn't do the service if they were dressed like this and thats when they brought it up again that I was doing the service so there isn't any need to worry. She then told them that I needed to be dressed up, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to be so casual, they said no! None of you really know me, but I could live in shorts, t-shirt and flip-flops year round even in the freezing cold, and I pretty much do! When i heard of the issue I thought I was going to blow a gasket and told them that did they want me to talk with them. Both the bridge and groom right away begged me to let them handle it. They did and the service was saved.
Wife and I took a shower, got dressed and headed down to the young bulls room to wait for the service to begin. Once we got there we decided that we all looked great, took some more pictures (Just for you Spanky!)
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And waited for the wedding planner to get us off the verandah in front of the wedding gazebo. It was time, we walked up and the look on the ministers face was worth a million $'s, he was speechless for a second and then asked me if we could talk. He took me aside, told me he was nervous about the service and letting me perform it (I informed him I was licensed and a PROFESSIONAL), I took out my black credit card lisence, embossed in gold ink and showed him. I thought he was impressed but then the questions started flying. For a second I thought I was in front of Perry Mason in the 26th minute of the show, I didn't responfd to most questions but being in Sales was able to deflect them back to him. Finally I could tell he was super annoyed and he said "what Church are you a part of?" to which I said, "what Church are you a part of?" He responded "I'm with the Open Bible Church" and without missing a beat I say, "we're pretty close then, I'm with the closed Bible Church!" and I walk away. I take my position on the "alter", the two "orange bikinies fall into place next to me and "Mr. Young Bull" grabs the video device to record the ceremony. As we are waiting for the bride and groom to show my main man Demar pops up from behind and asks if we want drinks, I hear the chourus of angels above start to sing but then have the carpet pulled out right away and realize we have to wait. I tell Demar to show up in 18 minutes with 6 drinks, "you know what we like!" and off he goes (the choir stopped at this point).
As we stood waiting for the service to start a bee begins to buzz the three of us, my wife freaks, I swat it away and Mrs. Young Bull replies "leave it alone, I never get stung and it will fly away." Well guess what, it stung her right on the inside of her middle finger as soon as the last word spilled from her mouth. All of a sudden she drops the "F" bomb about three times in 2 seconds. I remind her she is at the alter of my place of worship and ask her not to desicrate this holy spot. Of course my wife is crying from laughter, the minister is waiting for this train wreck to start and the bride and groom start walking toward us. Wedding planner slips up, takes off my shades and we begin. I must say that the service was beautiful, I really did a lot of planning and had great comments from all involved incorporated into the service. Tears were flowing from everyone but me (professional) and we had about 40 or 50 people watching by this time since it was a TRUE BEACH WEDDING! 18 minutes into it I was done, we had hired IceBlock to sing a few songs and like a mirage Demar showed up with the drinks, Oh hell yea! We signed the paperwork and it's off to the gardens sweating our balls off to eat cake, drink champagne (not a cocktail!) and more pictures.
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Part two (Dinner at Ivan's & meeting Booger)
Great post.
This trip report is so much fun to read. I've laughed out loud a number of times ("Delightful and Delicious"! omg lol!!)
Your wife is beautiful!
Please Keep it coming;)
Thanks Clarity, I lucked out with finding a beautiful wife. She's my best friend, my partner and my biggest supporter!Quote:
Originally Posted by Clarity
By the way we called the bridesmaids "Hooters Girls" in training
Sounds like alot of fun!
message for tanfastic. thanks for the pics. do you guys happen to need a pool boy? i'd work cheap? great report
Haaaaa! Awesomely cool to read! I love it that you are having a good time and do not appear to be working hard to do it! (Note to self...Add more alchohol to next Negril trip, use Mimosa's as change of pace from the Rum and Tequila!) Great report!
Happy Travels!
SKB
One thing I didn't mention from the Ceremony was that a few Corp people from Couples came to the wedding, one took a lot of pictures and video and mentioned that he loved the idea and was looking to see if they could replicate the concept. They really enjoyed the heck out of it, you might even see pictures of the wedding on the Couples site one day! The rest of the day was spent relaxing and enjoying many cocktails on the beach. It was a great day, I felt the pressure was removed (you can tell how stressed I was) and was ready to just let go and get ready for another good bender. We had so many people coming up to us and asking about the wedding service and how we were able to do it on our own. I got the nickname "The Rev" for the remainder of the stay from guests and Employee's. It was funny that many people called me this that never made it to the ceremony, and many people also called the bridesmaids the "Hooter Girls" and they joked with the Bride about wearing a white suit. This attention of course was fun, it had us asking our visitors to have drinks with us and soon a large group was getting crazy. We joked later that we might have been responsible for close to 75 hangovers that evening once people went back to their room, slept it off and woke to get ready for dinner. We on the other hand couldn't rest, the three guys (Old Bull, Me the Middle Bull and Young Bull) planned a a special dinner for the ladies at Ivan's. We got the ladies all fired up, they had no idea where we were going (all except my wife, the night at Catcha before I passed out I spilled the beans but made her swear not to say anything) for dinner or what we were doing. Everybody got on their pretty undies and we met at the Martini bar for drinks before Rocky picked us up.
Off we went, roadie drinks in hand toward the cliffs. Mrs. Young Bull started to bust my balls about where we were going, it had been three days and she had not seen Jamaica besides the resort and she was a little nervous. I finally let the guys take the credit for the dinner (especially the Groom) so they to could earn those all to familiar brownie points I had already put in the bank. Excitement boiled over, I'm sure Rocky was thinking we were all nuts but fun was about to happen and he was the Captain of the Fun Bus. We arrive at Catcha, as we get out the Secuirtyguard saw me and began to laugh, hands shaken, introductions given and plenty of "Ya Mons" exchanged. Mauvette was waiting for us, the best hugs in the world given by her to the entire group and off to Ivan's to find that they had done a special table for us with colored glass beads all over it, lots of fresh flowers and many candles (we didn't do the 100 candle thing, don't think my wife could handle it again! LOL) on the table. As we were sitting down I made sure to apologize to the people sitting any place within earshot of us for loud, obnoxious behavior, dirty jokes, crazy sex stories and anything else that could offend. Drinks were ordered and we took the group on a tour of the place. They were blown away, all of us said that on the next trip it will be a split stay. I showed the group where I jumped, a large round of "no F-ing ways were exchanged" and a few "I don't believe you's" were discussed. Then an attempt to get me to recreate the jump, only this time at 7:30 in the evening. Me feeling no pain since I switched to my evening drink of Scotch thought what the hell, just strip and jump. I took my shirt off, and started with the pants when my wife put the brakes on it. Thanks God she did, I hate to get in the water at night with the big ass fish that are feeding after dark. I kept making believe i was still going to do it but held on to my wife so she could keep yelling at me. Once she dropped the "if you jump you will be having sex the rest of the week by yourself" statement I now knew I had my out. By the time the waitress tracked us down with our drinks, she told the group she watched me jump last week and now I had instant "street cred". Laughter ensued and we headed back to the table. We knew we were in no hurry for dinner so we started to order in stages, first appetizers were ordered, another round of drinks, soup delivered, more drinks, a break for about 30 minutes, a trip to the lower cliff where you get out to check on a sub and back up to order dinner. Grilled Jerk Lobsters were ordered and they were to die for. Mrs. Young Bull did her best Meg Ryan impression from When Harry met Sally on every bite she took. I think many around us thought something was really going on, but we gave her a moment and an extra napkin (it was for the butter, get your mind out of the gutter) to clean up.
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Deserts were ordered with after dinner drinks, pants were loosened and I think a few cigars were lit.
Now a funny side note, as I mentioned I had met Booger on this forum, I had swapped a few private emails with him asking a few questions. he sent me a note while we were in Negril to say he was making an unexpected trip to Negril and he would be at Catcha that Monday night. He told me to walk into Ivan's Bar and just yell Booger, he would be there. Well about three times during the evening I got up and walked to the new bar area (it's beautiful) and just yelled Booger! People were looking at me like I was nuts and nobody ever responded. My wife thought i was nuts and my friends were thinking I was just hammered. I didn't tell them why I was doing it but needless to say it brought a lot of laughter. FINALLY as we were getting ready to leave I did it a fourth time and sure enough there was Booger, his beautiful wife and Garfield sitting there enjoying a beer. We laughed, talked, listened to each others story and I knew i would have a friend. We were both on the tail end of our evening, pretty buzzed form many drinks and for me I was ready to call it a night. I was lucky enough to spend about 30 minutes with him and just fired up about the quality of the person he and his wife are. My biggest regret is that we were leaving, I had a man drinks and I didn't leave Kevin the bartender money to buy Booger, his beautiful wife and Garfield a number of rounds on me. Booger I apologize and the next time I see you I promise to hook a brother up with MANY drinks!
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The rest of the night was so much fun, another sub and we continued with after dinner drinks. One good thing, my last time at Ivan's i ended up with the wife ready to get busy and me out cold, not this time, I made sure that I never slowed down, laid down or sat down even when we got home, I was running in circles in the room while the wife went to the bathroom to "slip into something sexy" and now I felt like to cartoon character wolf that has his bug out when he saw the pretty lady! Great vow ceremony, great day, great dinner, great Booger and now in the room with nothing on but the music! Life is good
AS I was reading, I just kept thinking, this sure could be my neighbour telling this!
Awesome report and beautiful pictures,and women,thanks for sharing!! Please try to make the report last 12 more days so it holds off our dreaded island fever until we head back to the rock!!
Windsor you neighbor must be a great guy! LOL
Billndonna I wish I was on "the rock" still for 12 more days.
This is seriously an awesome trip report. If you had not mentioned your age. I'd have guessed you were in your late 20s. LOL.
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Great trip report. A little bawdy but what happens in Jamaica stays, so it's all good ..... I can picture the scene perfect of you and Booger -- he is a fun guy to drink with ..... Mi soon come.
Hey Flip, I was thinking the same thing until I met him in person. These guys know how to party and it was great hanging out with you all for a bit. Thanks for the play by play as I really don't remember much from the night. LOL
Gerry I apologize it its to bawdy, not the intent, just enjoying life to the max. We have lost a few close friends over the last few years and come to realize "life ain't no dress rehearsal" as my last friend that passed away used to say.
Booger it was a good night, fun had by all! We might be over in your neck of the woods in a few weeks, maybe we can meet for lunch. I owe you, and if we make it over I will PM you.
My neighbour is a great guy, but it would be his wife telling the story!
Enjoying your trip report! It sounds like you guys really had the time of your life and that's so awesome that you got to meet Boogs.
I had to laugh imagining you running into Ivan's everynight and yelling "BOOGER!!" to the crowd of patrons at the bar waiting for a response lol
I like how you roll. I agree with your philosophy that "life aint no dress rehearsal". This is true. You've got to enjoy it while you can.
As someone who has lost loved ones recently as well, I can relate.
waiting for more???
Clarity nails Tanfastic in this single quote!Quote:
I like how you roll. I agree with your philosophy that "life aint no dress rehearsal". This is true.
What a fun time and the smiles say it all.
Have to say this made me Laugh Out Loud... No worries there Tanfastic... :pQuote:
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Thanks everyone for the comments, Clarity we lost both Father & Father-in-law within 3 months, it was tough and lost a really good friend not long after. Sorry for your loss.
Sorry for the delay, I'm on walk about in Australia for a few days and struggling with jet lag, will finish when I get back home. Guirigay your tagline should read Peace, Love and Negril!
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Tanfastic! I want to be YOU when I grow up!
Aww koala .... My favorite marsupial... Or however its spelled
Marley thats sweet, but I'm bawdy and don't wish that on you! LOL, No really, I was in Australia for 5 weeks before (only home for 5 days) the Mrs. and I went to Jamaica and had to come back for a short trip to get a few last things done. Did I mention I hate to travel?!?Quote:
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Wow, that walk about looks wonderful! Looking forward to your report when you have time. Don't work to hard Down Under.
I don't even think I know what bawdy means.....but if it means I get to travel to Negril AND Australia (on my bucket list) then count me in!Quote:
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P.s. I LOVE traveling (just not the actual travel part i.e. planes, airports, etc) hahaha
I love this!
Enjoyed your trip report and photos! Very good!
Back in the US and ready to finish this report, I know many are saying thank God!
The day after the Vow Ceremony we had scheduled a field trip for YS Falls and Floyds Pelican Bar with Rocky. He was perfectly on time, we asked him to bring a cooler for some adult beverages and plenty of wata to hydrate. Fist stop a small store next to the Burger King for Red Stripe, Rocky took me in and told the lady to take care of me, got a case of Red Stripe, a case of wata and some rum for the punch mix we picked up. Back out to the bus and then we went into Burger King to get the ice, Rocky mentioned that it was cheap and yes it was. About 20 pounds for $2.00 if I remember correctly. Load the cooler, dump the trash and we are on our way. Now Rocky's bus is a good size, could hold about 20-25 people in a pinch, there were only 6 of us so we stretched out and let recovery take hold of us from the previous day of fun. Rocky being the ever gracious host was giving us great details of the area, the little towns and so much history that it made the drive so interesting. the Mrs. and the Pilot Young Bull were fast asleep and a few others were on the verge of it. I got Rocky to put some tunes on and we began to jam out on some killer Reggae. The drinks began to flow and we got the party started again. My only complaint about the beautiful Island is that some of these roads are so BAD, it isn't funny. I had to be so careful making and distributing drinks, I was terrified that we would fall into one of those potholes, spill a drink and I would be forced to cry! Everyone began to loosen up and the stories began to fly and the hardcore teasing ensued. Nobody was left off on the jibes, there were no mercy rules either. You have to have a tough skin to make it in this group and everyone has earned their stripes today.
A Little ways up the road past a big resort on the way to YS Falls we came across a bad accident, it wasn't good and I'm sure that there were some serious injuries, Rocky made mention that the one vehicle was a route taxi and most likely caused the problem. I asked why he felt this way and he told us that up in this area the route taxi's tend to drive fast and with no regard to others on the road, he mentioned that they are better in Negril but when you get way out they tend to be more reckless. You could tell he was upset so we settled down for a little bit. After a few drinks/beers the ladies decided it was time for a bio break. We stopped at a little roadside gas station, just a single toilet so it took a while to cycle 6 of us through, get some munchies in the store and get back on the road. The party began to role again and Rocky informed us that we were about 45 minutes away from the falls. This brought laughter out because it seemed like whenever we asked about time or distance we were always 45 minutes away from something, I asked if that is Island time or real time. Finally we get there!
The falls are one of the most beautiful spots I have ever seen in the Caribbean. This is nature and God's work at their finest, it was just awe inspiring to see. When we get to the welcome area all the people working smile and yell to Rocky. This is a guy who knows how to treat people and because of that he has so many friends and mucho Respect from his fellow Jamaicans. We head over to the "transportation zone" to take the tractor ride up to the falls. It's early & slow so we are the only ones riding up, some more history lessons about the area and the spectacular trees that dot the property and we finally get there. As we leave Rocky informs us that he has hired 2 locals to guide us, take pictures and make sure we are safe. The guys (so sorry I forgot their names since it's been a month ago) are great, funny and making sure we have fun. Again they made sure we were safe and made sure we got the entire experience. They take us up to the top of the falls show us around and ask if we want to go off the rope swing about 10 feet in the air. The guys all jump on the offer but the girls were hesitant. Why you ask? Well two of the ladies (my wife and Mrs. Young Bull) have been enhanced and had concerns again about the flat tire issue (thanks Tizzy I like that term!) and the third (Mrs. Old Bull/Bride) can't swim a lick!!! After lots of prodding and peer pressure the ladies agree, a life vest was put on by our non-swimmer and the other two were given instructions to "hold on". One of the guides helped us with the rope while the other one went down below and took our cameras to get pictures of the fall, I mean jump. Instructions were given that we need to put on these blue rubber coated gloves to prevent slipping and when we hear the guide yell "NOW" we should let go and try to go straight in. We ask how deep it is, they tell us it's about 20-30 feet deep right there so everyone is at ease about falling out of the sky into the water. I go first, instead of standing on the edge where he instructs me I go up to the third step and fly, he yells NOW and I let go, pull my legs up and spin doing a backflip into the water. off goes my wife, she let go a little early due to slippage and ends up doing a belly flop with a snoot full of water. I check to make sure she (and they) is OK, help her to the side and wait for young bull. He sticks it perfectly, followed by his wife with a little cannonball type landing then old bull hitting the water like a pencil. Everyone was fired up, wanting a second jump but I realized Mrs. old bull was still up trying to get up the courage. I quickly made my way back up stream toward the falls so I could help, I thought that this might go South if she panicked. off she went, a scream rang out that like Tarzan made all the animals stop to listen and she hit HARD. I rushed to her, grabbed to life vest, rolled her on her back and pulled her to calm water. Old bull came in right away and comforted her, she was terrified, shed a few tears but we were all so proud of her for what she did. For the next 15 minutes the guys were like kids jumping, swimming back to the lad and running back to the rope, each time trying to outdo the last jump. I was the only dump one who did something more than let go and I began to feel it. Pictures will be posted later, I don't have the jump drive with me.
Now off to the top of the lower falls where you get to the edge, have wata that is 2 feet deep rushing past you, try to grip your toes on the slimy rocks and then jump off into a small area that is about 8 feet away and has deep water. I'm a very strong swimmer so I go first so I can help the others with this hard rushing water. I jump, hit the wata and get spit out towards the fall so damn quick I was stunned. I wait in an area that I could stand in for the next one. just about the same order and I was worried that the ladies would have trouble with the strong current. Everyone is safe, the guys all jump again and now it's off to the waterfall itself so we can climb into it and get pictures with the water beating down on us. Since I'm the bigger guy they put me in the "wall" first to anchor the team, the guide tells me to sit back and let the falls hit my head and shoulders. I do as I'm told and get the SH*T beat out of me but I can't act like my Mexican name "Pussito" and I just take it. Between the pounding of the water and almost drowning from the water coming over my face I wondered why we paid for this! Next comes Mrs. young bull and my wife I grab a hold of them and try to pull them in to me, both proceed to lose their tops (sorry no pictures this has to be PG-13) and I had to take another 3 minutes of abuse while they tucked back in. Then comes the other guys and finally our non-swimmer. Pictures were taken, death grips were held on each person and it was time to break the wall. It didn't take much more than me letting go of the ladies next to me and the rest of the group popping out. Young bull wanted in under the falls by me and a picture so again another 2 minutes of torture. By this time all I knew was I needed 3 to 8 drinks too dull the muscle soreness. We walk around the site for a while, swim in the mineral pool, get some pictures with our guides, some shopping in the gift store to get our kids hats/booty shorts and after a few hour visit we're off to the welcome area for a great meal with Rocky.
Lunch was great, jerk chicken and curried goat a few beers/drinks and we load up into the bus. We talk about the experience a few jabs were thrown out, a round of applause for Mrs. older bull for her fall off the rope and off to Floyds Pelican Bar. Once we get back out on the main street I casually ask Rocky how far to the boat launch, what does he say? 45 MINUTES, we all bust a gut again, mix up the drinks and enjoy the views. Sure enough this time it's a 45 minute ride to the spot that Rocky again has a friend waiting for us. We unload from the bus and there are numerous dogs running around. Now I know I will lose a few of you here but I have to say it. I'm not an animal lover, I don't mind them, I'm not Michael Vick toward them, but I just don't like them sniffing, licking or jumping on me. Now it doesn't matter where we go or how many people are in the group, I'm always the one that all animals come straight toward and it didn't stop here. no sooner had I got off the bus when I have 10 dogs surrounding me, jumping at me and slobber all over my legs and arms. The other six by this time are beside themselves, one of the ladies ran for the outhouse she was starting to pee herself she was laughing so hard. All I could do was haul ass to the boat and get in. For the next 10 minutes I was the butt of all jokes and I took it like a man. I was happy that I didn't snap and get PETA after me or the rest of the dog loving group I was with but I knew I was going to spent the boat ride out to the bar thinking of an exit strategy when we got back to shore!
I first read about the pelican bar a few years ago, I told my wife that this is a bucket list goal, I was so enthralled by the sheer beauty of the place. I know people might think I'm nuts since it's made up of old sticks, logs, boards, driftwood and palm beaches but to me it's about a lifestyle that I love. Being out on the water, free to roam, stopping your boat for drinks in the middle of the ocean and just being at peace with the world. I can honestly say that I was so fired up and had that tingle in my belly like your first time. The boats that take you out are small, old and for many a cause for concern. Our Pilot (young bull) being the professional that he is gave the boat the once over and looked at me like, "Dude are we really putting these ladies in the boat going all the way out there?", I smiled and proceeded to say out loud that I see a DOT sticker on the side of the boat showing it is sea worthy and licensed to travel the open waters. I get everyone in the boat and we take off to my nirvana. As we get there we notice that there isn't another person in the bar but a few locals slamming Domino's. We get so jacked up that we have the place to ourselves, climb off the boat, navigate the stairs/ladder into the bar and get a HUGE welcome from the guys. We soon find out that the young guy was Floyd's son and the other three were his friends. One guy gets behind the bar, beers ordered (I get the rum punch with an overproof floater) and stories swapped. we head out to the "sun deck" and all of us are in total amazement that this place exists. We crash all over the deck, looking into the beautiful water reflecting on the trip and I mention that after these few weeks I am so upset with my deceased father. they ask why and I say he didn't make me a trust fund baby and now that I have to work for a living I can't live like this every day. laughs go around and all of a sudden everyone realizes that this is the truth. how nice would it be to enjoy this life style all the time! We have a blast reading all the carvings in the wood and decide to leave our mark. The one Rasta comes out with a little tool kit and carves our message for us. "ZONA '6" 2012" was our mark, it means we are from AZ, the 6 of us on our trip in 2012. The ladies are crashed on the wood, we need drinks and I head back in. The guys were in a heated game so I tell them to sit and I can serve myself. I pop open the beers and make myself another punch that could take the lead paint off of Chinese toys shipped to the US and head back out. One of the guys comes out to ask if we need "anything", he produces John Holmes style sub and asks if we want to share. Our Pilot friend panics because of his job and I thought he was going to jump in the water to swim back since he can't have subs in his system due to FAA regulations. We let our friend know and he heads back inside. I was in awe, this guy proceeded to have the entire sub by himself, his eyes were bleeding he enjoyed it so much. The next round of drinks he made were half off, I think he lost track of how many he made! we had been out there for a few hours when the weather started to look rough, clouds began to get closer and we decided to head back home. Our driver gets us loaded in and off we go, a calmness came over the group as we rode to shore. the experience made us so appreciative of the fact that we had the means to take this trip, to understand the beauty of the our two stops and to realize that we WOULD be back again. Once I snapped out of the trance it was time to get the strategy in play for my four legged friends to leave me alone, I brought a few beers and a couple of cups from the bar, once I hit terra firma the beers would be placed around the beach and I could make a run for it! As we pulled up to the beach the jeers from my so called friends and wife began. The dogs were waiting for me. As I began to open the beers the group started to say how nice it was for me to get some roadies for them, I ignored the comments and now had 8 cups filled with beer and my fingers in the cups with 4 in each hand. I sprang out of the boat and started to putting cups down all over, it worked the dogs started to drink the beer and I made a hasty retreat to the bus. Then it happened, Rocky wasn't there and the bus was locked!! Where is the humanity! Rocky slowly came strolling over to the bus and opened the door, but it was too late, I had 2 dogs drooling on my leg. We all pile in, we all pretty much stripped and got changed in clean dry clothes for the ride home. My wife asks Rocky how long a ride home it is and without a hesitation the 5 of us all say 45 minutes and now it's Rocky's turn to laugh/
The ride home was quiet, we stopped at the Peter Tosh Memorial garden to pee and leave some money for their facilities and get back to the resort about 5:30, it has been a long day! We all decide each is on their own for dinner, my wife and I get a couple of drinks, throw on a suit and jump in the ocean for sunset. What a great day, it will be topped off with a little dinner, a few more drinks and a little "adult time" after the sub on the back porch. Way to much fun.
Pictures to follow tonight
Glad you enjoyed YS and the Pelican Bar - I agree with you - they are 2 of my favourite places! Can't wait to see the pics :)
What a fantastic read. Thank you again for the great report. Can't wait for the pics:D