The awful truth..

Great start.

Great! Just relax and tell your story. No one is judging grammar here!

You are doing GREAT!

wonderful report Juls!!!!!!!!!!!

Lovin it!

:)

Thanks all.. I appreciate your support and also to you Seveen for getting me started. After the snorkeling at SS we started walking down the road..and hit Pee Wee's.. I said we HAVE to go in here..Well, it was lunch time and they only served bfast..but I did get to see Elvis that yall talked about it..I think he was flattered that I knew who he was..We turned around and walked back til we got to Pablos Restaurant..Started off with the Ting that we loved so much..Les had some stewed fish...thats what he said..I thought it was stewed chicken..anyhoo. I had the chicken catcitori (sp)..So delicious! And the owner was so nice..I fed a dog my bones that patiently waited for them..Great experience there! We walked back to SS..got to our door and we couldn't find the key..that I had on a long jeweled necklace sort of thing..so we wouldn't lose it.. Panic..Les started walking back and I started looking in our new beach bag we bought on the walk..I found it..went out front and gave him a whistle..(two fingers...very loud) so he knew it was me..I was surprised a half a dozen cabs hadn't stopped..Les was on his way back already .. the lady where we bought the bag said to him " You gave it to your wife to put in the bag." Really, I think we had something stamped on our foreheads that said...take care of these two people from Minnesota. Naptime...followed by bedtime...very tired walking.. I found out I could walk farther than I thought without any repercussions from the RA...but it could have been that beautiful smell in the air, wafting here and there...soooo relaxing! The next day, we decided to go to the beach.. I voted against the shuttle..I thought..just in case we decide its not our bag.. I don't want to be stuck down there all day..right...So we cabbed down and got dropped at Legions..It was already crowded and the SS gang wasn't even there yet..So we started walking down the beach a little..trying to decide where to sit..We sat a couple of bars..couple of Red Stripes..I was totally enjoying myself. We ended up by Yellowbird..asked if they had any coconut pie..nope not yet..Ok..walk back a little..Sat on a cement slab. A girl came out and offered manicure, pedicure, facial, massage..anything..At first I said no thanks..then I thought..If I have something done..we could probably sit there for the duration..I got a hold of her and she said she could do it at 1:00. That was fine..told her we needed to get some lunch..She says, "Lunch?" I'll show you where you can get lunch!"..We followed her out to the main road..(thru Merrills)..Headed to the right.. I'm thinking, Wow, where the heck is this place??? Finally we end up at a cute little shack...One chair inside..The name in my picture of it says..Welcome to the Fish Hut! The guy came out..got a little folding table out..brought a couple of chairs, wiped it all off and took our order..There we sat right by the road..We are so fortunate that these things happened to us..things that were not of our making because we saw and ate things we probably wouldnt have seen or eaten on our own..Les had snapper with the beans rice and callaloo, and I had fried chicken and the same..The guy says "What would you like to drink?" My mind going towards Ting..Les's mind going towards Pepsi...The guy looks at me and says, "I'll get you something that is good for your blood!"....umm ok...I think. So he leaves and walks down the road.. Comes back with some purple stuff in a bottle..looks like grape juice..looks delish..Well, heres the thing..I don't like beets. Its beets, ginger, carrot and I am not sure what else..but the taste is definitely beets..I took a big swig..and thought..oh no.. Les took a swig and said.."not bad"..I drank some of mine to be polite and then tried to get Les to finish mine..but by then he had too much of a good thing..So I downed it..I just kept telling myself how good it was for my body!..the food at this place was super good..the guy was super nice..it was great..When finished we hit Times Square?..Bought a couple of souveniers..I brought EVERYTHING on this trip...almost EVERYTHING...What did I forget????? Bottle opener for my Red Stripe, REALLY?? So the first thing I bought was a bottle opener for myself! ... Then back to the beach for my manicure....The girl was sooo nice... Her name is Imainie Walcott.. We had given her $10 down on a $25 manicure..She did my hands and to tell you the truth..I hadnt had a manicure before and it hurt some..but not sure if thats the norm..Then she looked at my husbands hand...umm how I can say this..he only has the one..hand..the other one is gone due to a sawmill accident..I am sure yall get the picture on that one..And she says to Les "I could clip your fingernails for free." He says, "Sure." Which shocked the H E double hockey sticks outta me. Les owns a logging company..his hands are very rough..and just thinking of what people back here would say about that.. I laughed myself silly...(and took some incriminating pics, of course! Can't wait for deer season!)...While she was doing Les's nails..and guy came in..didn't understand a thing he was saying..but when he left she said..she had to tell him that Les was paying for his manicure..or she would get in trouble..oh dear..did not believe that at all..so we paid for his..(should have been 1/2 price if you get my drift)..but we are nothing if not suckers..to the point of also tipping her..I know, I know..and don't forget we had given her $10 down..and that wasn't considered in the final bill..OK..so we think, she gave us her address and told us the next time we come..she would be glad to find us a place... bring us some cheap fruit.....etc...So we think..this money was just an investment in our next trip..Back to her later!!!..We went up to Yellowbird..the lady with the coconut pie was there..We bought 2...Les didn't care for his...So I ate his also!!! I loved it! We walked back up past Kuyuba..there was a little bar there with a table and we had a couple more redstripes..and just stared at the ocean..man, I loved it there! This guy at this place said he could get us some lobster and cook it the next night..which would be our last night..$15 a piece! Are you kidding me...we are sooo IN! We walked out to the road..got a cab back and ended up being several hours behind the shuttle's return! Who would have know we would love that beach so much..even being scammed..we LOVED it.. We had bought a bunch of bananas there..cheap..sweet like honey..The kind of bananas my son-in-law from Kenya tells me about..real sweet bananas not at all like bananas in Minnesota..I got what he was saying..no comparison! Les was very surprised at the cheap food down there..So we were in love with the beach!

You are bringing back memories of our first trip. Looking back we have learned a lot of lessons. Your attitude is sparkling. Tell us more!!!

LOL --- hanging on every word Juls ---- glad I got you started -- it's a fun report

next trip you need to learn to "higgle" --- whatever price someone gives you negotiate starting at half and work up --- it's expected and is usually taken in good spirit --- I even higgled visiting Kenya --- they were shocked I knew how --- even threw out a few Jamaica curse words when folks tried to scam me --- heck I forget where I was hehe

I don't even want to tell you what the manicure should have cost :-)

keep going . . .

and you write a dyam good trip report miss --- do you see how many views you have?

This is such a fresreshing trip report!
We ate a bunch of times at Pressa's. His son waited tables and was the most polite server I've ever had. The food was always good and they had beet juice almost daily for my wife. We also ate a few times at Pablo's, but stopped going when we had to wait 2 hours for a meal. Even though the places wasn't packed, (I believe it was Pablo's son) was overwhelmed. The food was always good, but 2 hours is even long for a fresh Jamaican meal.
Sounds like you had a great trip. Now I want to hear how the lobster meal turned out.
Regards,
Bob