Last Saturday, Dec. 12th I flew in to Mobay.
The flight was great, landed at about 2:30.
I walked all the way through the maze of ropes to the end of the immigration
line before I stopped.
No waiting!
I had a gentleman official this time.
He looked mean.
Asked me all kinds of question, but I had my answers ready:

Negril
Coral Seas Garden
on the boulevard.
8 days
Yes, I have been to Jamaica before.

"OK, go on "

Yoo hoo!
I had my man Linston waiting outside for me, excellent.

We drove straight to my in-laws house.

Before the car stopped I heard my name being yelled by my play son.

He tried to grab the suitcase from Linston, but I told him to calm down and wait.
I came into the house and there they all were.
Mom, sis, my little angel two year old play daughter and the rest of the gang.

I had a seat and took a deep breath.
"Mi home" now man.

I opened the special suit case and dished out the gifts.
All were pleased!

I put in the batteries for the remote control cars.
It has a button on both sides of the car.
If another car hits it, then the driver pops out like the ejector seat in the James Bond movie "Gold Finger".

We had a ball.

Mom in Law cooked an early dinner and stuffed me up like a pig.

Just plain Jamaican style fried chicken with mashed Irish potatoes.
It was sooooo good.

A few Red Stripes and I said my good byes and headed for Orange Bay, where I stayed with one of my friends.