10 Years, 12 Nights, 6 Hotels, ONE LOVE - April 2012 Trip Report

[Hubby-man]

I had never heard anything about the Seasplash. The name reminded me of a Long Island water park. Honestly I did not expect much. An image of families with spoiled, obnoxious kids being mean to each other on water slides was stuck in my head. I did not care much either way. What we really needed now was a room, two chairs, an ashtray and a bartender.

We were loaded off in the parking lot, with our pile of luggage and the now mushy and fermenting fruit bags. I inspected my surroundings and was very pleased with the thick green that was growing with such wild vigor all around me.




Daisy's cousin had bought us a Jamaican flag at a drug store that poked out of my back pack. So I pulled it out and waved it wildly as we approached the reception desk. We immediately had made some friends this way. “Ya, Mon! Wave dat flag!! Good for you, Mon!”.



We said our names and the girl behind the desk began typing, when a loud noise erupted from behind a folding screen to the side. A man dressed in nothing but a pair of shorts stumbled out waving his hands in agitation. The man's big belly seemed to be commanding the direction of movement by virtue of gravity. His face was flushed and he yelled something in patois at the screen, then rubbed his face, as if it were 5 O'clock in the morning.

“Hey JIM! Oh my gosh!!”. Daisy greeted the stranger with enthusiasm.

He looked befuddled and amused. “Who are you?”

“Daisy! … Daisy and Markus?” She replied.

His face froze for a moment and I could almost see a loading graphic spin on his forehead.

Daisy tried a different approach “It's Clarity and Hubby-man?”

Then suddenly he flung his arms out and he let out thunderous laugh in a hung over voice, slapping his hands on the tiny legs that stuck out of his short's pants.

CLARITY? ... CLARITY AND HUBBY-MAN?! Why didn't you SAY so!”. And with that he grabbed the two of us as a package and clutched us against his mostly naked body.

“Anything,...anything you need! Really, just say the word!” he exclaimed. “Welcome to the Seasplash! I will make you happy here, I promise!”

What a welcome!!

Our room was situated at the end of a curving path. A little yellow house with two stories and two rooms nestled itself into the surrounding garden. Everything looked organic, less like a park and more like a fairytale village.

Inside was a large bed, some comfy furniture, an enormous closet behind the bathroom. The concierge, who had shown us to the room, apologized about the missing fridge and hoped it would be O.K. But then she saw the large amount of food that was slowly spoiling on our luggage....

“Oh, this will not do!”, she exclaimed,”Gimme a moment” She disappeared for ten minutes and returned with a mountain of a man rolling up a large stand-up refrigerator and freezer.

“We found this in the kitchen and emptied it out. I hope you don't mind it being so big?”

Wow, this was the last thing we expected. But exactly what we needed!



We scrambled to find some tip for the amazingly engaged staffer, and finally sat down on the porch to have a relaxing cigarette, while our fruit enjoyed the saving grace of a pro-kitchen grade cooling unit.



That's when our little JA cellphone rang.

It was Marley!

To be continued...
Sunset at Seasplash and Roots Bamboo