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Kikn, looks like ya had a blast this time around! We actually met last year on the One Love Bus in January (I agree was a great night!) Are ya headed back again in January? Can't wait to read the rest of the report, helps with my January countdown, Only 18 days to go!! :) keep it coming!!!
Cheers
W99
The past few years our November trip has been a group thing. We always have friends around, and people to hang out with. It's great. However, there are times that I like to be alone. Particularly in the morning, when I am not the friendliest person in the world. I regularly go for long walks on the beach, just me, no plans. I casually mention this, and when morning comes, all our friends want to join me. "Can I come with? Can we stop for some breakfast?" Uggh. Not in the mood for people. I had to put an end to it. "No! If you want breakfast, go get breakfast yourself. I am just going for a walk, and it will be on my schedule, and only my schedule! It's not social hour, and it is not a democracy! You can follow if you want, but I am doing my own thing." That did the trick. They all went to breakfast, and I was on my own for a few hours.
Unless I am walking into town or have a place I need to go, I usually walk to where the beach ends past Cosmos. Sometimes I'll continue to the all-inclusives at the next stretch of beach. But usually I just find a nice shady spot near the end of the beach, bring a drink, and chill out for a bit on this quiet stretch of beach before walking back. Usually there is a local higgler around, and I'll get to know them a bit. Some of my best times in Negril have been relaxing on this stretch of beach, just chatting, and usually befriending, a local.
I walk to my normal area, at the end of the beach, and Kyle, who I had met on a previous walk, waves me over to his shady spot. The usual requests. Need any smoke? Anything I can do for you? I decline all offers, I have everything I need, but have a seat next to him and chat a bit. He continues to try to sell me anything and everything, but soon realizes that I am not buying anything and leaves me be. That part of the beach is so peaceful. Rarely anyone around. And that is where I sat for a good part of the morning, relaxing, and watching a Negril hustler in action.
It was fascinating to watch. Like I said, very little traffic on that stretch. Mostly the all-inclusive folks out for a little walk. But Kyle had a little something for everyone who would walk by. Single guys, he would offer pot. Couples, he would try to sell souvenirs, then pot. "I want to be your Jamacian Boyfriend" was his line to an older, not particularly attractive woman that must have been someone's grandma. He had everything. This was Kyle the drug dealer/souvenir salesman/rum and vodka distributer/Gigalo/Pimp. A man of many talents. And I am pretty sure if there was anything else you wanted he could find it. But it was just really interesting to watch the reactions, and the interactions. Half the people walking by were afraid to even look in his direction. Most were simply dismissive and kept walking. A few were respectful. I think he had a shot with grandma, if she came walking back the same way.
I stayed for over an hour, just relaxing and watching the interactions. Just fascinating people-watching. In that time, he made nothing. Not one sale. Its a tough living being a Negril hustler. As I am getting ready to leave, a local girl walks up. She looks like the quiet, nice girl type. "Would you be interested in a massage?" No, thanks. She then looks my way. "I like your Bamboo." Excuse me??? I'm in a bathing suit, but its baggy, not a speedo or anything. She can't possibly see my bamboo. I must have misheard her, so I ask her to repeat herself. She looks me down, straight at my bamboo. "I like your bamboo." Ok, it's time for me to go! I walk back and join my friends, having had one of the more interesting mornings of my trip. So much more memorable than breakfast!
My peaceful little spot at the end of the beach
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Great report!
I agree with Marley, best sunset/Pelican Bar pics ever! Wow, how cool. What a great day. Then the next to have your manhood affirmed, out of sight but still alright! Like how you roll!
It's now the last day of the trip. Reality is starting to set in. Need to try to get one last day of fun in. And what better way of doing that than to finish the trip than the same way we started it, on the drunk bus!
We had thought our friends were going to miss out of the One Love Bus Experience. They were not around on either Wednesday or Fridays. However, Lenbert had said he will do a private run with eight people. And convieniently enough, we had a total of eight people interested on Tuesday, our last day. So we were off, on our semi-private One Love bus!
Since we had pretty much taken over the bus, we had say as to what stops we went to. For the first stop, we went to a bar that we have become semi-regulars at over the years. The Police Station. Yes, the actual police station. If you are not aware, yes, there is an actual bar at the police station. I think even Lenbert was surprised that the bar existed. Not the nicest bar in the world, but where else can you say that you got a beer (or rum) at the police station?
From there, many of the standard stops. On the Rocks. No Limit and Peewees. Peewee's was interesting. For those that have not been, it is a beautiful bar overlooking the cliffs. There is also a staircase to allow access to the water. Like many of these stairs on the cliffs, it is not for those with a fear of heights. No railings, steep, wet and slippery. We decide to go down anyway. We walk halfway down. We're at the scariest part. And there, right where the stairs make a little turn, where one slip could mean serious injury, what did we see? A banana peel. I felt like we were in a bad cartoon.
We survived, and next stop was LTU. Our friend was a Negril 1st timer, and had never seen Rick's before, so we walked over there during the stop to take some pictures and see the sights, before walking back to join the group. And finally Sir D's, the best Sunset location in Negril. Dinner at Jenny's/C&D, and then back to White Sands for some final craziness.
Another wonderful trip. The next morning, we wake up, a final swim, and time to pack everything up for the trip home. And time to plan the next trip.
And the Drunk Bus pulls into the Police Station
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Not sure what is more disturbing... that there is a bar at the police station, or that they watch cartoons there.
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Sign at the next bar. The policy was self explanatory at the previous bar.
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Nice place, though.
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Walking down the steep steps at PeeWee's
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Someone's just messing with me.
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Steep walk.
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Had to make a quick stop at Rick's
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Maybe a tourist trap, but still, one of the coolest tourist traps around.
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Sign in the bathroom
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And off to Sir D's for Sunset
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Not happy to have to go home...
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lol, thanks pine tree john! And the crowds seem to love it at Seastar! But I stand by my original opinion of reggae electric slide though! Or any electric sliding! I'll be throwing up now, thank you!
the banana peel picture is right up there with monty's goat in the box picture, lolol!!! i really like the report. i think we would could share a few in negril!
Definately a great report,thank you!!