Reliving my First trip... March 2011

[BreanaAshlee]

On the Drive to negril i fell asleep, waking up at 3AM to be at the airport by 5 for my flight at 7 wore me out, i remember stopping at a resturant along the way.. my uncle and cousin ate, i refused food, and started to cry... i was experiencing culture shock.. its amazing how different Jamaica is when the only thing i have to compare it to is Connecticut and Florida.. there were goats on the sides of the roads.. kids walking for what i assume was their lunch break in uniforms.. good lord, i could never imagine wearing uniforms with skirts that long in the heat!

Once we left the restaurant we were back on track to Negril... I hadn't booked a hotel yet, so my uncle brought me up to his house in orange hill.. Side note: my uncle lives in florida, however he visits negril for several weeks every few months...

anyways, once we were there he left me. -__-
so i took a shower and a nap.. several hours passed and he was nowhere to be found.. soooo i cried and called my mom. Thankfully he showed up not too long after i made that call and took me down to G's house , shes a long time friend of my mothers, i stayed the night there.

The next morning when i woke up G had fixed me some breakfast, Pancakes, which were so good, but she had to go to work. So once again i was alone... so the adventurous person that lies deep within me decided to go for a walk... i walked down one way... ran into some goats snapped some pictures from a distance.. took some photos of flowers and then someone pointed me in the direction of my aunts house/shop... the shop was closed so i went to her house, she was running a fever (So glad i walk around with hand sanitizer and wet wipes) but i stayed a chatted for a while, but left so she could get some rest.

Ok, at this point i was ready to go find a hotel, and get my version of a vacation rolling...

i must have called my uncle 30 times without receiving an answer or call back... finally around 3 he popped up and took me... we stopped at my fathers shop along the way for and awkward reunion... i mean what do you say to someone who hasn't seen you in14 years, or called you in about 11 years, we just talked about how my mother is doing, i told him i was going to see if i could get a hotel room, he suggested seastar, but my uncle said it was far from the beach so i probably wouldn't like it..

instead he took me to Hidden Paradise, i checked in i think for the 4 nights it ran me a little over $200... not bad..the first room they put me in was toward the back room 107.. but my uncle asked them to move me closer to the front because his sisters room was toward the front... so they put me in 102... it was basic, but that's all i need, i figured i would be in the room too much anyway.. That night i went to the Italian Cafe for dinner and had a Danilo Pizza... which is now my favorite, i have one every trip! and i had my first drink of the vacation pinapple juice and vodka... i sat at the bar since the tables are so massive and i was alone, i met a man who comes down every winter from December until March. even though he was a stranger it was nice to talk to someone, i said goodbye to everyone and went in for the night.. it was only like 8...