Drivah A arrived early. That was fine because I had been ready for about ten minutes.
We stopped at a local place for a chicken meal. I only picked at it. It was good, I just wasn't hungry.
He says it is too early to go to BB so he did a little taxi business. Not on my agenda but I get to ride the road and see night sights for free. Picked up an older man he knew very well. He took him to Sandals. Beautiful place at night. I asked what he did there and was told he's in the band. Been doing it for years all over Westmoreland. His step was vigorous as he exited the taxi and made his way through the front gate security.
"Seems like he enjoys what he does."
"It's a job."
He whipped the car around and we headed back towards town. "You ready to party?" "Yeah."
The bar at Bourbon Beach was packed. No cover at the door was an outstanding idea.
The entertainment for that night was a DJ spinning decent music and three dancers that kicked it on stage non-stop for hours. The girl seemed to have electricity flowing through her veins. She never showed the slightest hint of tiring or slowing down. Song after song after song, she stayed in rhythm without breaking a sweat. Wish I had her energy.
Drivah A was less entertaining. A couple of times I forgot he was sitting next to me. He was really into the movies on the huge screen. I think it was animated Batman and then Cool Runnings. Me, I danced hard. The thick sand felt cool to my bare feet. Although I was having a good time, I wasn't feeling good. I felt like I needed at least four more nights of this undiluted excitement that Negril supplies. But I have to make due with three. I twisted and pumped to whatever the dj played trying to forget time.
Second movie over, Drivah A gives me a big smile then said "I need to take a leak." He waited until I caught on. "Oh...okay, time to go?" I slipped my feet in my flip flops and followed him to the car. I get in, he stands in front and I watch his back until I see his hands do that shaking then up-zip motion. He slides into the driver seat and starts the car.
"Vi, you are really pretty. I think you are nice."
"Thanks." He reaches up to rub my shoulder. "Sweetie, touch me with those hands and I'll crack your wrists." He understood and laid them on them on the steering wheel instead.
Went back to the room and played spider solitaire on my phone until I fell asleep.