Don’t have to tell you how tender the meat was, Sammy. Sure could devour a plate of it now.
You and me both, Schuttzie!!!
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Went back to the room. Flicked on the AC and tv before jumping in the shower. I usually bring 3 different bath gel aromas. Something tropical, something aquatic and of course something Oriental. Tonight I lathered up with Midnight Heat by Beyonce. I think it’s the perfect after-sundown scent because it’s warm and sensuous.
The hot shower was revitalizing. It’s going to be hard staying put now.
I tried to act serious and pack for the transfer tomorrow. Reminded myself check out is at 11:00 am. Gave it 45 minutes but wasn’t in the mood. I’m sure 30 of those minutes were spent staring out the patio window. That’s where I preferred to be.
I can’t concentrate. Got to get out.
Called for a ride…twenty minutes later he's here. I quick clustered the clothes into a semi-neat pile and stepped over the two empty bags lying opened on the floor to get to the door.
Met Maria in the lobby. She needed to confirm that I will be checking out tomorrow. I barely nodded yes. She asked what I would like for breakfast. I told her ackee and saltfish and whatever.
She smiled. “Toast?”
I smiled. “Yes please.”
Okay, since she will be here tomorrow morning I’ll save her goodbye for then. Out the door I go.
The warm, early evening air wrapped itself around my bare arms to mingle with my peony scented skin. It would be nice if when I walked by a handsome gentleman he would stop me to say how good I smell letting me know I chose the right fragrance. Yeah that would be nice.
People were scattered here and there as I entered town. More are out then I expected. The cook shop on the corner was firing up the grill for the roasted fish and conch. Alongside the grill were the big pots of soup. I wanted to get soup now because they sell out fast. But again remembered I had no way to heat it up so I had to take my chances of some being there when I’m ready to go in.
No particular place in mind to go this evening, but a cold red stripe would get it off to a great start. Dashed into the convenience store at the gas station, came out with a red stripe, a cranberry wata and a bag of crackers.
In town is not where I wanted to be. Listening to the echo of waves sounds much more appealing.
This is one of the many reasons I love Portland…you can always find a vacant ocean view parking space somewhere close. Even at Folly Point, there’s two stretches of scenic views to opt for. I am drawn to a section closest to mansion ruins where the ground is higher and a strong cross breeze is always circulating. That’s where we went.
Me and my driver step outside the car to take in the view. Gracious it’s so beautiful out here.
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awww so delightful!
Very beautiful pic...I long to be in Jamaica.
We loved Folly's and the view is fantastic...absolutely beautiful!
Sammy, it was one of those “this moment couldn’t be more perfect” scenes.
Kaycee, I know how you feel. Sometimes I have to force myself to stay off the message boards in between tickets. I get jealous of the folks counting down to departure because I long to be there so desperately. Do you at least have a general idea of when you will return? That makes the wait a little easier to bear.
Schuttzie, that section of Folly where you can see Monkey Island is my favorite, quick retreat. It’s also a great spot for a picnic lunch.
[QUOTE=*vi*;Sometimes I have to force myself to stay off the message boards in between tickets. I get jealous of the folks counting down to departure because I long to be there so desperately. .[/QUOTE]
***raising hand***
LOL @ Goldilocks....I see you ovastan