I realize a few years have passed and the last time I was here it was in the middle of the night, but this place feels so different. Like it has grown up...no more wild yard parties. A waitress comes out and we both order red stripes and two cups of ice. The ice was to rub on my body and face that were burning up in that heat. Dang I remember how hot it was as I type this part. I'm beginning to sweat now.
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We talked a lot while sipping the stripes and dripping the ice. I told him how I ended up in Negril and he told me he was sorry I was disappointed but glad for the opportunity for us to meet. That earned him another red stripe!
