Saturday night was the big Seastar Inn party, and it was great. Once I settled in for the night around 9 or so, I alternated between drinking rum punches at the bar (they're wicked with a total of at least 3 shots, I would guess) and mixing some rum punches in Room 6 (not quite as powerful); it was fun!

I met Rock Robster (great guy, funny funny funny) and Steph (big ball of energy, very enthusiastic) and others.

After the last note, the party continued in Room 6. Mostly, it was just me, Gary and Chris shooting the Sheet, talkin' about our lives and how the Seastar first started and some of the business aspects of being a hotelier in Negril. Chris opened up, Gary opened up, and so did I. There was no music, just the three of us talkin it up until deep into the morning -- and it was one of the funnest times I had the whole trip.