I go back to Spring Break 1975. 4 of us in a Chevy Vega from Burlington, VT to South of The Border heading to Ft. Lauderdale. Wall to wall people at the beach, at the bar, in restaurants.... Got tiring quickly!! Walked by a travel agency and there she is in a red tee shirt with Jamaica written across her chest. I walk in and hand over $75 for a R/T fare Miami - Mobay. My buddies drive me to the airport and off I go. Air Jamaica fashion show, Rum Bamboozle (several) and we approach JA, green hills to the right outside my window seat looks like jungle as we touch down and taxi to the terminal. A non discript tin roofed building. Cabin door opens and as we deplane the blast furnace to the face, the bright sun and the jet fuel smell mixed in the spiciness that is Jamaica!! down the metal steps and across the tarmac to the terminal, up the steps no air conditioning only overhead fans turning slowly, past the Calypso Band and the table with spicy Rum Punch!! Feeling good in every way!! Fill out forms and tell them where you are staying. Mr. Jackson in Negril, go to baggage carousel and get my orange backpack with tent and sleeping bag strapped on the bottom of the pack and out the door and into the chaos of yelling taxi drivers!! Guy grabs me by the arm and leads me to a white VW bus and says stay here Soon Come!! Several others standing by the van going to Negril..... A few minutes later with the van full off we go past the Texaco Station with guys yelling Ganja Ganja right out of the airport and through downtown Montego Bay. Stopped a few times for beers and pee stops, while joints getting passed around the VW Bus. Finally arrive in Negril, what a ride, beautiful beach and sea wow this is unbelievable!!!