As soon as we land in Mo Bay, I am there. Relaxed and calm in a way I just don't feel at home with work and our busy lives... Even if the lines are long in the airport ~ it's all good for me, because I am in Jamaica. Walking out the door and being "hit" with the heat and rush of people. Alfred's smiling face has always been a part of that moment for me, so I know that on my next trip it will be so bittersweet. I love the ride to Negril, the beauty of the island and her people. Once in Negril, I stop long enough to drop off the luggage in the room and then grab a drink and go stand in the water. At that moment, all is right in the world. My pre and post symptoms seem to run together and only are cured when I am there.