Rum ..I've enjoyed reading your posts ..however I must disagree with the existentialist philosophy .. and for the sole reason that it ascribes to doing what is good for you ..and what you want ..The problem is ..of course..that our lives intercede with others in an almost nonabsolute manner .. sure it is great to have a path/vision ...but equally important that we can accomodate others along the way ..thus the human "condition"..
enough rambling ..carry on .. and cheers ..
Patty, I would never let ya down!
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RUM, NJail, and Brasi drinking punch and Stripes...THAT'd be worth the price of admission. And I'd definitely be the dumbest guy at the table. I'd certainly learn something. And outdrink NJail hahaha
Damn Canadians! jk jk
Well said, and the challenge is finding balance....Quote:
Originally Posted by NEGRILJAIL
Booger! Don't forget your Xtabi pic!!!!
I love your description. It is so true! We all have different needs, wants, and desires. There is no litmus test for everyone's experiences in Negril! The best trip I have ever had was taking our daughter when she was ten years old and watching the wonder on her face everytime she saw something new. That may not be ANYBODY else's most fantastic moment, but it was mine. And that is ok because we are all individuals!Quote:
Originally Posted by Rum-polephoreskin
I don't know how your proposal went (haven't gotten that far yet in your TR!) but you two make a beautiful couple! Much love and respect to you!
Yeah but it can only be of his left leg! LOLQuote:
Originally Posted by brasi
I think you may be missing the point about setting your own rules.
You may treat people well because you like the way it makes you feel.
If relationships are important to you you'll probably treat your loved ones and friends well because they have value for you.
The idea of establishing your own rules does not necessarily equal anarchy.
If external rules said racial discrimination was legal/ethical would you establish your own personal rules or go with the status quo?
Ultimately we all do what we want/set our own rules (that includes being responsible to/for our families) I'm suggesting being conscious of the process.
And who thinks having fun means hurting others?
I am with you Rum. You are the only person who can give your life meaning. If you rely on others to provide that for you, you will always be chasing the impossible. Knowing yourself and what truly makes you happy should be a goal for everyone.
Just my 2 measly cents Rum ... I agree with Braz-eye ..much better conversation with a few cocktails .. just saying ..maybe Braz-eye could become the next philosopher-musician ..
Yup Negriljail, let's get back to cocktails.
Day 2 Cont. . . .
Day 2 early Morning at Xtabi:
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Speaking of records, Gerryg123 (aka Marathon Man) drifted through Xtabi right after our swim. This was our first meeting and I recognized him instantly from his self portraits. He does indeed resemble a tall Van Morrison (with hair Van Morrison can only reminisce about). I introduced Mrs. Peel and myself. Gerry confided he had been pursuing the gold medal the night before and wasn't quite 100%. He drifted away like a morning zephyr. Scooter safe Gerry!
Christine told us (@ Just Natural) that we'd been blessed by a very positive portent and said we were best not to reveal it. So I won't but it was a happy thought. Mrs. Peel had enjoyed her first Jamaican breakfast and commented," I never would have guessed the ackee wasn't eggs." Mrs. Peel is a great cook herself and she loves to eat. I thought visiting locally owned eating establishments would be a great way to introduce her to the joys of Negril. We varied from this practice only four times in the ten days we were there (not counting airport food on the last day - delay).
At some point in the afternoon we taxied to beach. We started ay Sunbeach with the plan of making our way to Roots. This was Mrs. Peel's first time on the beach. Sand gravity being what it is we never made it Roots, close but no cigar store.
There was a pair of sweet young women tending bar @ Sunbeach, Sophia and Alissia (pronounced with an s sound vs an sh sound). Alissia bought some peanuts from a beach vendor. She sat down at the end of the bar, to my right, and began eating them. I asked her if they were salted?
She said yes and offered me some. I love salted peanuts when I drink beer. These peanuts had a paper thin, with crispy shells and were fresh roasted. Excellent! Allissia was kind enough to track the vendor down and we bought two more packs. Mrs. Peel had this verdict: "These make our peanuts [U.S.] take like crap." She then tied into the peanuts, eating shell and all.
We stayed at Sunbeach through the sunset.
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A man sitting in one of the hanging chairs was kind enough let Mrs. Peel have it for a photo op.
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We pushed down the beach shortly after sunset.
Two men handed us a flyer as we were passing the Boat Bar, that was serendipitous because it was on my list of places to take Mrs. Peel. Fadia (long A) was bar-tending. Fadia saw a bracket Mrs. Peel uses to make her bra straps line up with her top's straps (Ladies/Fashionistas do you know what I'm talking about?). Fadia was impressed with this bracket which led to some girl talk.
If you are unfamiliar with the Boat Bar it's worth a stop. The bar is constructed from the bow of a grounded boat pointing out to sea. Where the sides of the boat would be is the bar and seating. Evening descended and I had secret dinner plans so we headed "home". We stopped on the way at The Country Western Bar for a Jenny's special cake.