I also take the fastest route to he cliffs as possible & set up the same way like IRIEchic & fly there with Tim Air..12mins. from MoBay to Negril..no disrespect to all the vendors between the two points..but it's every mid January (from Chicago) when I go & after 23 years I've just gotta get to my place & see my local friends that I've missed the past year.






oh and sorry it was not Linston...had reached out to him but he was busy with you at the time and was not able to respond before I already had an answer and committed. Next reach for sure! The next few hours were stopping at the cambio, digicel and of course the ride to Negril. Which brings me to changes....serious big changes. I found myself gawking like it was my first reach! Nothing is recognizable. Used to be able to know where we were and where to ask to stop. The road has changed drastically. Lots of Likkle places to stop no longer exist. Not once did I feel the need to white knuckle or break with my own foot, lol. Almost miss that part. As I was decompressing and taking mental notes, I started to worry that everything I knew for all those past reaches a, may no longer apply. It was not until we hit Negril that I realized just how drastic the changes were. My choice to head up the cliffs was a good one as the mass construction has not made its way here ...yet. Anyway, arrived at my home for ten next week and a half pretty early in the afternoon. Threw the bags in the room, slipped into my daywear (swimsuit) and out to find my perch. Had an excellent much needed and craved Jamaican meal at TBirds....just across the street from the world famous tourist trap...Ricks Cafe. Much better vibe with the locals. Of course I did have to do the inaugural dance with the boys out here...after all, th didn't know me...yet. Mistook me for some rich wanton old lady. Now that we have the air cleared, no problems. Lmao! Must admit...somewhere down deep inside I get a kick out of it....for a minute or two.
