The Last Full Day
I woke up this morning with that feeling that all of you know so well. This is my last full day in Jamaica. Just writing that brings that feeling back all over again. I even think about the last day when I book my trip, because as excited as I am to plan the next reach I know the last day will come and then I’m right back in the same boat again. But I quickly push the thought out of my head and make the best of the time I have left.
Since I had spent some time in Whitehall the previous evening, my first plan was to get a taxi back to the beach. That involved a bit of walking. I finally make it and decide I need to lay down for a little bit and try and get some kind of sleep. I try but I can’t. Oh well, so I just jump in the shower and start the day.
The only thing planned today was to finally get to Rick’s so Bobbie can get her hubby that T-shirt she promised him.
Randy stops by and we tell him what we were trying to do, so he calls Hamilton so he can take us up there.
We stop at Juicy J’s for some patties on the way. Get in line, get up to the counter and we are told they won’t be done for another 13 minutes. So she asks if we would like some Coco Bread and cheese instead. Ok, sounds good to us. I was really looking forward to a Veg patty but sometimes you just have to roll with it.
Back to the car with our Coco Bread and cheese and we head up to Rick’s. I’m not thrilled about being here but whatever, it’s a nice day. I head to the bar and get an overpriced drink and just take in the view.
We stay for sunset then head back down to the hotel. I head to the fridge and take out all the alcohol we have left and just set it all up on the table on the patio. Some Coconut Rum cream, Coconut Rum, some stripes, and some Vodka. There isn’t much left in each but when you put it all together, it’s good enough. We turn on some music and we all just sit outside and talk for a while. I am still so bummed I didn’t realize some of my peeps had been there until just 2 days previous. So we make plans to try and meet up in August when he and his family come down for their semi-annual trip.
My friend calls and says he wants to stop by so I tell him no problem. We are just chillin out on the patio. He shows up and we all mingle for a bit. Bobbie and Lisa want to go eat but I’m good, I tell them to go ahead without me. My other 2 buddies say their goodbye’s to me as well…. and then there are two.
So I sit with my friend, and there are a lot of silent moments. As you walk the road of life you never know what is going to be around the next corner. And sometimes it takes you by surprise.
I’m not a serious type of person so I try to keep the conversation lighthearted. So I say we will keep in touch and see what happens. I don’t trust many people in this world and I am a big believer in actions speak louder than words. If you know someone long enough and their actions hold up, then you might have a chance =)
The girls get back from dinner and I realize if I don’t start packing I’m going to be in trouble. The shuttle is coming at 645 in the morning.
My friend and I say our goodbye’s and Bobbie and I start trying to pack up the ridiculous amount of stuff we had scattered throughout the room over the last week.
We talk about some of the things that have happened on this trip..things we would have changed, etc.
The morning is there before I know it.
As I sit in the airport waiting to board the flight, it sucks. But I know I’ll soon be back…..
