TRAIL OF ASHES TOUR: The adventure continues as Gerry G returns to Negril

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Originally Posted by Guirigay

Thank you for that pic Gerry, Wow!

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You do look INCREDIBLY relaxed. One of the great things about a vacation, at least for me, is the person on his first day or so is a much different person by the end of the reach .... there is a sense of healing, a sense of growth, a sense of relaxation and relief, just a feeling of serenity that seeps in slowly but surely .... Can anyone relate to this????

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Originally Posted by gerryg123

You do look INCREDIBLY relaxed. One of the great things about a vacation, at least for me, is the person on his first day or so is a much different person by the end of the reach .... there is a sense of healing, a sense of growth, a sense of relaxation and relief, just a feeling of serenity that seeps in slowly but surely .... Can anyone relate to this????

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With you 100%

Here's a little video of Sir D Lookout at sunset

http://youtu.be/Jbfun6s4rWM:

Awwwwwwww, there is my Guirigay and Sweetiepie!

Yeah Mon!

Thanks Gerryg...1, 2, 3 :)
That was a FABULOUS sunset that night!

Here are some more pics (top to bottom):

1, Suzie Q and Blue Hole Gardens guide Kassie

2, For the record, returned this scooter intact -- with extra gas

3, No explanation necessary

4, Me and Charlie Tattoo

5, flop flop fizz fizz

Sunday arrived, my last day. I was scheduled to be picked up at 10:30 a.m. by Clives, and I woke up at 6 -- four more hours of fun.

The sun was just creeping up over the hills. I took one last long ride on the Scooter up the hill, past Catcha, past Banana Shout, past Ricks. I veered right and whooshed past Moondance Cliffs, then Keith's house and Banton's, all the way to Westender Inn. It was so early there was not a soul around. I knew I was really going to miss Westender, my home away from home at Seastar Inn.

I headed back, feeling the wind, smelling the ocean, enjoy the sights and the sounds of birds in the morning. I was all alone. I had Negril to myself. It was me, Negril and God. And a few goats roaming about, of course.

I stopped in at Out of Town pastries, as I often do in the morning, for a quick patty and fruit juice. Plus ten packs of Lion Kings -- they make nice little gifts back in Los Angeles, and they're one of the ONLY things more affordable in Negril compared to California.

I wanted to do the whole run before calling it a day. I passed Seastar Lane and kept going down the hill. Past Rockhouse and the craft shops all the way to Blue Cave Castle. I did a little beep beep and they let me in. I had my raft there and was considering one last swim off the Cliffs, but it was a little rough. I hung out with one of the Blue Cave Castle yardies, a friend from Brooklyn who works in musical theatre. Nice guy.

I wanted to hit the beach. I took off again, and it's about 7:30 a.m. or so. I made my way past the roundabout, past Travellers and Bar B Barn and Legends, all the way to White Sands. I had popped in to Bar b Barn a couple of times earlier in the week -- I've stayed there a lot through the years -- but was disappointed because Maureen, my favorite server, was not around anymore.

At White Sands, I floated around in the ocean (I "borrowed" a raft assuming it was Brasi's, lol), then ordered a nice cup of coffee. I sat with one of the yardies, sort of contemplative.

I was sad to be leaving, but I did miss my two daughters.

Then I heard it: "Hey Gerry G! Is that you?"

It was Maureen from Bar B Barn. She was working at White Sands now, and I could not believe it was her.

"What gwan???" We hugged. It was a nice little ending because I had made so many little reunions with folks I had not seen in several reaches. Maureen looks great btw, she says she has lost 30 pounds!

"How much for the coffee, Mo?" I said.

"200j"

"OK, do you happen to have change for a US $100 bill?" I was kidding of course. We laughed.

I enjoyed my coffee sitting in front of the ocean. Tick Tick Tick -- two hours left in Negril.

You do more in one morning than i do in a whole trip I think!

Backing up a bit, Tawnee had a great birthday party the night before, especially the part when Rasta Stan jumped up and sang happy birthday to the great, tattooed Canadian, and Tawnee even did a little dance in front of the stage -- girl has moves, too, and there were a LOT of well-wishers and friends to salute her ..... This is my second reach at Seastar Inn same time as Tawnee -- Randy did not make the trip this time, but Tawnee is so at home here it's like family to her.

There was a great custom cake, too, with Tawnee's name on it, of course.

When we had a moment near the bar, I told Tawnee she did a great job with the little dance, and she shrugged: "I have to go all the way to NEGRIL to dance, ha ha."

Jodie was at the party, too. I think this was her first official Seastar Inn Saturday party, and she really enjoyed it. I pointed out Francine was one of the drummers, and Jodie was impressed -- and she does NOT impress easily, lol.

Chris is really in his element on the Saturday parties. I mean, the guy loves his role as host of the party -- I bet he could deliver a great toast at any wedding, he has that natural gift. He would make a great tour manager for rock and roll bands -- he has all the skills.

Tattoo Charlie was in good spirits, too. He's good friends with Tawnee n Randy, known them both a really long time. Tattoo Charlie has strong roots in Negril. He's been at Seastar Inn for a whole month, but his vacation is winding down, too. He's leaving on Wednesday, a few days after me .... That guy loves to have a good time. Just like Chris, he would fit in perfect in Hollywood.

Here are some pics (top to bottom):

1, Bar B Barn Maureen now at White Sands -- she is a great server!

2, Tawnee the birthday girl busts a move

3, Nice cup of java at White Sands

4, Happy Birthday Tawnee at Seastar Inn