TizzyATX Trip Report - 1st Timer

[TizzyATX]

By the time we got back to Samsara, it was getting late in the day. I got on the phone with a guy who’s number I got from *Joe Trinidad*. He told me this guy would take me to Country Western to go horseback riding. Dudes name is Garth. Set up a time for the next morning and he asks if I’m going to go out tonight. I tell him Alfreds and he says “see you there”.

We hung out on the cliffs again with E&L, the boy, and pro diver. Then sunset brought everybody out of the nooks and crannies. There was another Jamaican guy jumping the cliffs with us this evening. One thing I’ll always remember…all the Jamaican girls who worked at the hotel would gather in the windows of the restaurant above the bar to watch everyone jumping off the cliffs. When Lorenzo or this other JA guy would jump…all the girls would holler and whistle and laugh….so freakin cute to watch Jamaicans flirt.










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Sun down. Before we go to Alfreds, we are going to make a stop at Margaritaville to say hello to the guys from the tour earlier and have a drink. I’m not 100% game with this but since my friend already agreed to meet up, I figure what the hell. They did us a real nice favor, and they were pretty funny….wouldn’t have had ANY photos from the trip today if it weren’t for these fine gentlemen.

Since we have quite a bit of time to work with…I come up with a brilliant idea. I ask the cab driver to take us somewhere to eat. Somewhere good…he says “Sweet Spice”…I say “YESSS…I want to go there!” When we went to the counter to order, there was a TV on showing what looked like the Jamaican version of American Idol. Good stuff. It took a little while for our food so I went outside to smoke. Guy starts talking to me. Tells me his friend thinks I’m “neat”. I can’t help it, I start laughing….”Oh yeah? I’m neat huh?” He can tell I don’t know how to take this. He says , “You know…you fine, you supafly?” Ohhhh OK, well in that case tell your friend “thanks” for me. I Thank him for the enjoyable banter and head back to eat. I’m SO glad I made the executive decision to eat here rather than Margaritaville. Excellent decision actually. The oxtail is like melt in your mouth, grandmas potroast type delicious. Maybe my favorite meal of the trip. Really large amount of food too….way too much for us to finish, so we offered the rest to the cab driver and he seemed happy to take it off our hands.

We get dropped off at Margaritaville, and its just kind of a weird vibe. There really wasn’t anybody there….accept a few young couples at the beach bar. We order some drinks. Really good dirty banana. We wait there for awhile…like half an hour. Finally these guys stroll up. We hang out, talk about…stuff….lol. This place is dead, and I’m just not really feeling this It looks like the staff there is trying to shut it down. The DJ isn’t playing anything at this point, and I make it known that I’m ready to go. They ask if we want to go do something….we decline. On our way out the DJ told us we should head over to Alfreds….we’re two steps ahead of you bud. lol When we get out to the street, the guys ride pulls up and they insist that we let them take us to our hotel. No thank you, we’re alright. We wait a little bit for our guy to get here then get off at Alfreds.

I’m ready to stay out and party tonight…feeling pretty good and want to have a fun. When we get there we hang out at the bar for a little bit. Rum punch is STRONG…I’m getting a buzz pretty quick, but that was the whole idea tonight. I get into a fun conversation with DJ dude from over at Margaritaville. He’s got his laptop set up and is making a playlist or whatever. Fun to talk to. Join my friend at a table where she is talking to somebody and watching a dude that’s dancing with fire. There’s a good reggae band playing…good entertainment. DJ and me want to walk down to the beach and get some smoke. I tell my friend what I’m doing and in plain English I ask her if she would like to come with me. She very clearly said No. OK? We proceed.



We don’t have to go far. Find a nice chill little spot to sit and burn one. We chillin for awhile then this other dude runs over and says my friend is looking everywhere for me. LMFAO “Ummm…well I’m right here…” I don’t think much of it. By the time we went back into Alfreds I suppose it had been close to an hour. My friend attitude sucks. I walk off to find a restroom. On my way I run into Garth and we talk for awhile…nail down plans for the next morning. Finally make it to the restroom out back and can’t get the door to lock. This nice Jamaican lady offers to stand in front of the door and make sure nobody walks in. She was super sweet. Talked to her for awhile…Barbara…yeah I like her a lot. When I get back to our table….my friend is acting real ****ty, real rude and getting loud….pretty embarrassing. So basically she killed the vibe. Killed it dead.

We leave, cause I’m not going to be seen with her like this, and I’m getting drunk…its clear where this is headed.

That’s about all I have to say about that. Gonna need a redo.