We've travelled loads through work and play over the past 30 years. Negril (Ja) is just different. We cry, always have. Shallow, maybe. I would like to think it's the dead opposite. It's a feeling deep in the soul, that brings out emotion not given freely in 'normal' situations. (I've been knownto bury something of mine, just to leave something hidden and know that one day I'll have to return to find it)