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

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I invited Bobo back to Seastar Inn and treated him to some Red Stripes at the bar, and the local seemed to really appreciate it, telling us stories about the old days in Negril and laughing it up with everyone.

I took a leisurely swim and prepared my head for the Bar Crawl, as the bus was set to pick us up soon at the hotel.

It was such a popular bar crawl on this particular Wednesday that the driver had to make two hauls for every bar, and among the spots we visited were Swordfish, C & D, Tayon, Bella Donna, Westender and Sir D Lookout.

At this point, I still had not had a good chance to really get to know Clarity and Markus because through the first few days one of us was either coming or going whenever we had a chance meeting, but this was my chance. Markus is actually a REALLY funny guy with a great sense of humor. We hung for a bit in the back of the bus, then at Bella Donna he noticed me jotting notes in a little pad: "What's that for?" he asked.

"Oh, this is for my trip report. I like to take notes every few hours to remember everything," I said.

"Oh wow, I hope we can remember everything. I'm forgetting stuff already!" he said.

Later, the three of us (Clarity included) went through a little refresher course of their trip, marking the days by the biggest events of the day. I am sure their report will be incredibly good, as it always is. I guess we each have our own little corner of the market on negril.com, with me specializing in raw reporting and pushing the envelope a bit and Clarity reigning supreme in the sensitivity department.

At Westender Inn, most of us immediately headed to the bar that sits against the shore and features an incredible wide-open view of the ocean. This was Clarity's first time at Westender Inn, and a few of us took a walk to the back part of the hotel where there is another bar and a pool and the most incredible view of the green mountains.

"It looks like a scene from 'Jurassic Park,' Clarity," I said.

"It does!" she replied.

I was the only one who made a quick jump into the pool. I had eaten a huge piece of Jenny's cake and needed to refresh!

That felt good, but I really woke up after calling Chris back at Seastar Inn to confirm my whole cheesecake had been successfully delivered.

In Negril, you CAN have your cake and eat it, too. Ya mon.