Here are some more pics (top to bottom):
-- Jodie enjoys a dirty banana at Xtabi
-- Fish n lobster cooking at Booby Cay island
-- Hangin w Jodie at Whistling Bird
-- Hangin w Jodie at sunset at Xtabi
-- Nice ocean on snorkel trip
-- Chillin on the cliffs at SUnset
-- Omar the bartender at Xtabi
-- Nice lady bartender at Sir Lookout
-- Tall bartender at Swordfish bar
-- Famous Vincent: "Ya mon, I got a big one, Gerry!"
When someone makes a threat-Thats it-end of story-never dealing with them again..I always rent from Bantons up on West End...nice guy-fair deals...
" Ones destination is never a place, but rather a new way of looking at things." (Henry Miller)
Do you mean the Banton who has the little bar far west end?
I think Banton is being confused for someone else .... There's Banmark, tho ....
I guess I look back now and the whole thing is pretty funny. I took such good care of that scooter until, sure enough, I messed up on the final night ....
After this was all settled, I looked at my watch. It was close to 11 a.m., -- at noon I was being picked up from Seastar Inn -- and I still had not packed a thing. Plus I still needed one more big meal and a swim, right???
So of course I did what we all do in this situation -- took a quick inventory of the ganja, figuring out how much I could finish and how much I had to give away ....
LOL. I COULD post that notorious pic of you and the bale of hay.
Notorious pic of GerryG123 and a bale of Hay? What?! lol
Bring it, Brasi!
haha!
Enjoying your trip report and pics, Gerry
I'm sorry to hear about what happened with the bike, but I'm really glad you're alright
Keep it coming!
Carpe Diem
Rob says no hay pics this thread ..... Clarity had an exclusive that I was OK from the bike wreck, having checked in briefly during the web cast from Seastar Inn ....
You know how there's always one yardie, one fellow hotel guest, that you relate to and befriend? For me, that was Jaba, a new friend from Philly who has quite an amazing story to tell about his life -- the incredible ups and downs that have seen him go from heaven to hell while somehow remaining alive through the whole thing -- and who was my next-door neighbor at Seastar Inn.
Let's just say we have a lot in common. I ate my last plate, hung with him, smoked up together, then I took a nice swim before rushing up to pack my stuff, just in time for my ride home .....
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