TRAIL OF ASHES TOUR: The adventure continues as Gerry G returns to Negril

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Later I went to Ricks, as I often do at Sunset (it's right up the road from Seastar Inn), and all of sudden I hear: "Hey, Gerry G!"

It was Devon, a cabbie who used to hang out in front of RIU Club. He took me to the airport a few years back, and as we approached Sangster that day, he says, "Hey, are you missing something?" and pulls out my wallet -- I had absent-mindedly left it behind on the counter of a convenience story halfway back. There were hundreds of dollars inside, and at the time Devon REFUSED to take a big tip for covering my back.

That's how nice a guy he is and how honest he is. We laughed and talked for a bit, and it was so nice to see him again just to thank him one more time because, my gosh, I had met so many hustlers in the interim, and the man kind of restored my faith in humanity.

This time, I slipped him $20. When he started to protest, I said don't be silly, it's for your kids, and he said OK. Best $20 I spent all vacation.