K3....I liked the rant, it's all good! Speaking your mind, for me , I like it. Glad your still enjoying the hood.
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K3....I liked the rant, it's all good! Speaking your mind, for me , I like it. Glad your still enjoying the hood.
Lucky, lucky you!:cool: We just had 5 hours of continuous freezing rain last night in Ottawa. You are in the right place! Enjoy!
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Originally Posted by Ratty2141
Hey Ratty2141 - I've been following the winter weather back in Shrunken Bullocks. Honestly, I really do feel for you because I've been there and done that so many times. I know how fortunate I am, and I really do appreciate it.
The weather here is like the dog days of summer back home, every day, day after day, it's hot and sunny. Evenings are warm and the nights are cool. Monotonous, actually - but in a good way.
Check out these two guys. Tough days, those dog days. Sleep when you can:
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The ice cream man is in jail!
Yes, it’s true. The 'squeak, squeak' of his Pavlovian horn is no longer heard along Hermitage Road. Why is the ice cream man in jail? I got the story second-hand, so bear that in mind. Here’s what I heard.
There was a police raid last week during which ‘Negril’s numbah one wanted man’ was apprehended. Apparently, this bad bwoy had evaded capture in the famous November gun-sweep raid. The police did their work and tracked the bad guy to a local residence where he was staying with his girlfriend, and that’s where he was taken down. The girlfriend is the daughter of the ice cream man. The residence was the residence of the ice cream man. The ice cream man was in the house when the raid happened. Now the ice cream man is in jail.
I miss the ice cream man, not that I bought his product, but I liked hearing him coming up the hill and seeing him push his bike past the gate. A little bit of colour has been taken from the neighbourhood.
We’ve been here for almost six weeks now. Unfortunately for me, I will be losing my traveling partner on Saturday. Bea is going back to Shrunken Bullocks early. She’s applied for a new job and is going back to pursue that opportunity.
Also, Bea is pretty well ‘Negril-ed Out’. She likes Negril, but not like I do, and she misses the comforts of home, notwithstanding the horrible weather there. So I’ll soon be on my own – at least until my crew starts showing up, which will be February 1st.
Tonight it's dinner at Moon Dance cliffs :)
One of the three feral cats in our yard - Bea feeds them.
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Ahhhh . . . pop quiz, where are these urinals? (I posted this because I hardly ever get to use the word 'urinals'.
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Bourbon beach?
Pretty bad when you can recognize a damn urinal…Alfreds!
looks like a lot of people missed there target in the rest room
Is the ice cream man that you are talking about>the same one that is on the beach every day?
Last two trips Apr & Nov 2013 we did not see the ice cream man mid beach.
If you are talking about the Ice Cream Man from the beach he is now at Charela Inn.
The ice cream man on the beach goes up and down the beach, what do you mean he is at Charela?
Yup - that's the place!Quote:
Originally Posted by ponchorello
I'm talking about the ice cream man who walks around our neighborhood in Redground. Sorry to cause a panic on the beach.
Enjoying your posts, Kahuna. You are doing something that I have always thought would be my ultimate adventure...get a feel for what it would be like to "live" in Jamaica. I have been thinking about that more often recently, since I up and quit my corporate "good" job within the last couple of months. Trying to decide whether I really want another one of if I want to just come on down there. :-) Loving your stories.
It is very reasonable to rent long term in Jamaica
tru......usually $25,000J's+ for a one bedroom apt...you can spend as much as a $100,000J's+ if you want too......Quote:
Originally Posted by Boogzy
you can rent houses too...they vary in price...current is expensive here so A/C is a no no when you live here.....
Cool Runnings, Marko
Party – Hearty:
This morning we went for our walk through center town and out the road to Savannah la Mar. (I love the way that name rolls off the tongue. Try it yourself. Pronounce it like Scarlet O’Hara would. Slowly and exaggerated and let the vowels roll around your mouth. It’s kind of exotic, isn’t it? It takes me back to the time when the Spaniards were here – exploiting the people and the land.)
But I’ve drifted way off track.
We were late this morning, not leaving the house until about 8:30 am. Turning the corner from Hermitage on to Redground Road, we heard music coming from ahead. It was the same music I’d heard from afar as we sat on our patio admiring the seascape and the beauty of the morning while having breakfast.
The music was dance hall, blasting from a car that was parked on the side of the road. There was a young woman leaning up against the car. She was sipping on a Red Stripe. The car was parked directly across the road from a small local bar, the ‘Good over Evil’. Lined up in front of the bar were six or seven of the local young men. I recognized one of them as the fellow who used to offer us heroin every time we passed. That stopped when one day I explained to him that I’d given up all drugs and alcohol and was now living totally ital. Not true but I find it stops them cold sometimes.
All of the young guys were drinking beers and holding spliffs. They were hip-dancing to the music. Kind of just standing in one spot buy movin’ an’ groovin’ to the vibes coming from the car. They wore branded t-shirts, bandanas and had their pants hitched down low around their buttocks.
One of them called out, “ Yuh goin’ for an early morning walk, mon? Yeah, mon, dat’s good for da bone.” (Da bone?) He hoisted up his Guinness and toasted us as we passed. It was obvious that this group had been partying all night and were still at it at 8:30 am, Tuesday morning.
Elsewhere, along the road, the morning was unfolding as per usual. Kids were riding to school on the back of bike taxis, people were walking the road down to work. Dogs were sleeping on the side of the road. A lady was hanging out her laundry.
Chalk it up to another Negril moment.
'Sustainable' community development?! Please.
See the images of Nanny of the Maroons and the ackee pods?
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This is a cool looking joint.
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Loving the daily updates and great pics.
Nocturnal Visitors:
We close and lock our security grill shortly after dark but we leave our front door open for air circulation until we go to bed. So our living room is virtually wide open to the great outdoors. We hear the nightly chorus of crickets, tree frogs and katydids; very tropical. The katydids start first, right around sunset. There are only a few of them. Then, five minutes later, the crickets start followed closely by the tree frogs; hundreds of them. Occasionally a croaking lizard will join in, overpowering all the other calls with its mighty screech.
I love the call of the katydid. If you listen carefully you will hear him say 'katy - did' . . . 'katy - did'.
The name of the bug is onomatopoeic :)
I recorded one calling this evening at the following link. The calls are on the first sixteen seconds of the recording.
http://youtu.be/cdBLn6qknus
So, speaking of bugs, you might recall that Bea had a conniption one evening when a bug flew in. What she thought was a ‘huge, gross cockroach’ was actually a pretty little lime-green katydid. Since then we’ve had small moths, a few ants, and several geckos enter our accommodations. We have a resident tiny gecko, about two inches long, living on our fruit and veggie platter. He does his best to keep the fruit fly population down. When we go near the fruit platter he sees us he dashes for cover behind the microwave.
We have small bats that orbit the almond tree shortly after sunset. They’re not fruit bats. I think they go after the insects that live in the tree. One night, a bat flew through the doorway, did one circuit of the living room, and then flew out. Bea just ducked and glanced over at me for that one. Apparently she doesn’t mind bats.
Several nights ago we had a special visitor. A tree frog. Bea discovered it, she was sweeping up and saw it just before she got to it with the broom. It was just sitting there on the floor, not ‘gleeping’
I took some photos of the little guy, he was about one-half inch long. Tiny. I put him in a plastic cup and then place the cup in a planter just outside. The frog crawled out to the lip of the cup and stopped there. Soon he began ‘gleeping’ like there was no tomorrow. It seems the plastic cup was acting as a megaphone, because the little guy was producing awe-inspiring ‘GLEEEPs!’ He was still there when we closed the door and went to bed; it was like he was performing in the Hollywood Bowl.
Our visitor.
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Last night I was in the bedroom reading when I heard a piercing scream from the kitchen. I jumped off the bed and went into the kitchen. Bea had bailed out onto the patio but there was a very, very large moth frantically flying about trying to find the doorway. This thing had a body the size of my middle finger and a wingspan of six inches. It was crashing into the ceiling, the walls and the cabinets. Eventually it tired and landed on the coffee pot. I picked up the coffee pot and took it outside and nudged the moth off. It flew away into the darkness.
Check the size of this beastie . . .
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i just had a good laugh over that moth! i am with bea!..... out of there! thanks for the great trip report and pictures!!
Awesome - love the tree frog!
Awesome, you make my day when I log on and see that you've posted something that will take my mind to Negril. Thank you for that little slice of heaven.
Roland, your ability to speak so fluidly about your experiences is intoxicating. It was a pleasure reading your writings over the past couple years and was only trumped by hanging out with you. Few appreciate their surroundings as much as you and your ability to articulate is much appreciated.
To me, Negril is second to none when it comes to the characters you will encounter. Both local and travelers........
Agree with Booger, you sir point out the little things that make Negril such a special place.
Thanks for taking the time to share these moments.
Bugs! EEK
PS What Booger said ^
Yes ditto what Booger & Davevols said. Loving it.
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Thank You Booger, Lady Jane, Mo and Davevols.
I appreciate your comments. Sometimes I feel like I’m just amusing myself (which I am, and that’s OK!) but it makes me happy to hear that I’m amusing others at the same time.
Wow, what a difference a day makes!
Today would not be a good day to be on the beach. Even in Jamaica the weather sometimes turns cold.
A cold – yes, I said cold - wind is blasting in from the north bringing with it low clouds and rain. The surface of Long Bay is frothy with waves and there is a broad swath of white foam breaking along the beach. ‘The sea is angry today my friends.’
I stood out on the wall, buffeted by strong gusts, and watched a squall bully its way across the bay. Booby Cay and the green hills beyond the Great Morass disappeared in the mist. The trees in the yard whipped around energetically in the gale. Drops of rain, propelled by the wind, peppered hard against my bare arms stinging my skin. I actually felt chilled. It was glorious.
Closer, along the shore in front of Sunshine Plaza, a couple of dozen Frigate birds cavorted the changing air currents. They were loving it; floating effortlessly with their long swept-back wings held rigid. Darting from side to side, climbing and diving and cruising with the gusts. I’m sure they are doing the bird equivalent of laughing out loud and grinning. They are a joy to watch. I envy the absolute freedom that their graceful movements embody.
When it started to rain hard I reluctantly went back into the house.
Apparently, this weather is predicted to last for the next few days.
I think I’ll close the windows, put on some socks and a couple of t-shirts, brew a hot tea and put in some quality time with my Kindle. :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UBQT7oiFUZk
As cold and windy as it is here K3 its still beautiful! :)
I agree with Crusher... still the place to be. We also enjoy your reports K3... soon come.
Cool tree frog pix! Big moth! I enjoy how you notice nature, I do the same thing. I once spent about 10 minutes tripping over a moth on the verandah that was decorated with hot pink and purple highlights on his wings. Our Creator is awesome!
love that yard. on a long term stay, i'd love to spend time there.
Walter and Lidia are excellent and attentive hosts. I highly recommend this place! Plus you get a pet dog, Luna, thrown in for your stay :)Quote:
Originally Posted by JitterBug
Check it out, JitterBug at
http://negrilluxuryapartments.com/
Kahuna much respect. I was going to stop in at ur place in the next couple of weeks for a look see and i was wondering can you walk thru your back yard down di hill an into the back of the high lo parking lot. By the way being a fellow Canadian you are cordially invited to Tayon's on Feb. 21 for the thirty something annual Canada vs Jamaica pool tournament
I can't speak for the others, but this girl here in Winter Hell looks forward to your reports and pictures. Love your writing and reflections...Quote:
Originally Posted by Kahuna3
107 km winds last night in Sask......I'll take windy Negril any time......24 days soon come. Thanks for your reports and pictures they are keeping me sane
Always enjoy reading your reports, love the pics and videos too. Those big moths can get huge, they call them bats, which at first they look like.
Boogzy -- do drop by, I'll show you around.
This morning I saw Bea off to the airport. I miss her already. The apartment seems empty. But I have Luna (the guard dog) to keep me company and I have a mountain biking buddy from Ottawa who is up at Couples who will be here for a week. So we plan to get together and do a Pub Crawl.
Some photos:
The water was rough yesterday.
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New crop of beach dogs.
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Obama was here to see Bea off.
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Puppies! I bet you will be missing your wife. When do you move to the beach? PUPPIES! Cute
You have grandpuppies to keep you company Kahuna. If you're down at the beach on the 24th, meet us at a bar and we'll keep you company for a bit. Would love to meet up with Crusher as well and any other boardies that are there at the same time. :cool:
Awww! The beach puppies are so adorable!