The last day in Negril is the Worst day in Negril....
Youre like dead man walking,the others see you with long pants on and like real normal clothes and they know you are leaving.
The folks who were talking to you all day yesterday now look away because Your'e departure reminds them of Their coming departure.
Leaving SUCKS,,it's like the wounded soldier on the battlefield and the doctor tells him we have to remove the leg...
So,he says,,,O/K man just DO IT??? Get it over with,drive me to that Fn airport?





. I cried when Norbert (Shorty) picked us up. Our friends are there till Wednesday and it made it tougher to leave. We had a great time and it was so cool to meet "boardies"!
