Rumpolephoreskin's Existential Wanderings in and Around Negril

[Rum-polephoreskin]

Yup Negriljail, let's get back to cocktails.

Day 2 Cont. . . .

Day 2 early Morning at Xtabi:



Speaking of records, Gerryg123 (aka Marathon Man) drifted through Xtabi right after our swim. This was our first meeting and I recognized him instantly from his self portraits. He does indeed resemble a tall Van Morrison (with hair Van Morrison can only reminisce about). I introduced Mrs. Peel and myself. Gerry confided he had been pursuing the gold medal the night before and wasn't quite 100%. He drifted away like a morning zephyr. Scooter safe Gerry!

Christine told us (@ Just Natural) that we'd been blessed by a very positive portent and said we were best not to reveal it. So I won't but it was a happy thought. Mrs. Peel had enjoyed her first Jamaican breakfast and commented," I never would have guessed the ackee wasn't eggs." Mrs. Peel is a great cook herself and she loves to eat. I thought visiting locally owned eating establishments would be a great way to introduce her to the joys of Negril. We varied from this practice only four times in the ten days we were there (not counting airport food on the last day - delay).

At some point in the afternoon we taxied to beach. We started ay Sunbeach with the plan of making our way to Roots. This was Mrs. Peel's first time on the beach. Sand gravity being what it is we never made it Roots, close but no cigar store.

There was a pair of sweet young women tending bar @ Sunbeach, Sophia and Alissia (pronounced with an s sound vs an sh sound). Alissia bought some peanuts from a beach vendor. She sat down at the end of the bar, to my right, and began eating them. I asked her if they were salted?

She said yes and offered me some. I love salted peanuts when I drink beer. These peanuts had a paper thin, with crispy shells and were fresh roasted. Excellent! Allissia was kind enough to track the vendor down and we bought two more packs. Mrs. Peel had this verdict: "These make our peanuts [U.S.] take like crap." She then tied into the peanuts, eating shell and all.

We stayed at Sunbeach through the sunset.




A man sitting in one of the hanging chairs was kind enough let Mrs. Peel have it for a photo op.



We pushed down the beach shortly after sunset.

Two men handed us a flyer as we were passing the Boat Bar, that was serendipitous because it was on my list of places to take Mrs. Peel. Fadia (long A) was bar-tending. Fadia saw a bracket Mrs. Peel uses to make her bra straps line up with her top's straps (Ladies/Fashionistas do you know what I'm talking about?). Fadia was impressed with this bracket which led to some girl talk.

If you are unfamiliar with the Boat Bar it's worth a stop. The bar is constructed from the bow of a grounded boat pointing out to sea. Where the sides of the boat would be is the bar and seating. Evening descended and I had secret dinner plans so we headed "home". We stopped on the way at The Country Western Bar for a Jenny's special cake.