Every day I get in the queue (Too much, the Magic Bus)
To get on the bus that takes me to you (Too much, the Magic Bus)
We see the Magic Bus coming down the lane and pulling into Mi Yard. This thing is going to get rolling! We step onto the bus and there is the slightest sense of dimensional shift, I think Rod Serling referred to it as the HighLight Zone. We knew it was going to be a long day, what we didn’t fully realize at the moment was that it was a trip that would last a lifetime…
I'm so nervous, I just sit and smile (Too much, the Magic Bus)
Your house is only another mile (Too much, the Magic Bus)
Whoop whoops and hey ya’s get it going, I bust out the banana rum cream for a pass around. Chicken isn’t driving, his brother Pelle is behind the wheel. This cat runs an operation! Pelle is a great guy, just like his brother, not the other brother, and he will book end my day in quite different ways. The Catcha Crew is all onboard and we’re quickly and deeply into tales of the Flop and last nights adventures. We’re excited to tell everyone we’ve cleared it to have a little cocktail party on the roof at our crib one evening this week, everyone is excited to get a chance to check it out. We all have dreams of extended stays down here. We’re on our way up Norman Manley to grab to rest of our bale (check THAT definition out gang!) and with each mile, each stop, our mojo cranks up. Mr. Mojo’s Risin’! Becca’s on board and she’s full of Sass! Patty comes out to say hello and looks impossibly pulled together for this time of morning. She is so sweet we think about kidnapping her.
Brasi is on board next after a brief fright that he was out of service. He’s quiet and subdued, perhaps having been consumed a little by the glory of his accomplishment yesterday. He gets a hero’s welcome even with his tucked tail…
Luvsdaislands is supposed to be next but she has her schedule mixed up. We were disappointed at the time, doubly so after reading her trip report. We woulda had some fun.
Daisy and Markus join us at SeaSplash and Jim comes out to say he’s not going to make it. Apparently he LEFT Mi Yard not too long before we GOT there! Things are really starting to pick up now. We forgot to grab SpottyCatz on the way to SeaSplash so we stop on the way back. Mr. SpottyCatz steps on the bus with a drunkards beer cooler. You’ve seen these before, red and white boxboard with a hole ripped in them… I ask if I can test it out for functionality. It worked perfectly, all the beer was still cold when it was consumed…
The pick up of the sallying sojourners was really pretty quick and with limited incident. We have everyone on the bus by 8:30-8:45 in the morning. It was absolutely NOT any indicator for the day. Nothing else this day would happen in any form of apparent coordination. Next up is cash call so we head for the Scotia ATM. This would end up being a loooonnnngggg stop. Turtles seem to disperse in multiple directions. I pretty much hang at the bus and am pleasantly surprised when Scooter Team Bravo pulls up on their way to liberate half moon beach. Ummm… Love this pic…
Eventually wayward turtles return and we’re moving on. Beer and beverages. We slam a little grocery on the Sav road. SLAM IT. No beer left in the place when we leave. NO BEER LEFT! And we’re pretty certain that we didn’t get enough… The shortage causes confusion and discussion and it takes a loooonnnnggggg time to get everyone through the single register. But it does happen… Eventually.
Thank you, driver, for getting me here (Too much, the Magic Bus)
You'll be an inspector, have no fear (Too much, the Magic Bus)
We’ve purchased all the cold beer they had and all the warm beer they had but there is no ice. We need ice. Drunkards coolers aren’t going to cut it for the whole day! So another stop at the gas station for ice. Suddenly Chicken is there with another bus. We’re switching buses? OK… Chicken is stylin’, he’s got on a new, pressed chillin’ shirt and he looks great. HUGE smile on his face.
Chicken oversees the bus switch and cooler management and after what would be a much longer time than you would expect any of this to take we all amble back onto the newly christened Magic Bus Too. By this point Becca has called it and it’s in heavy rotation – We are herding turtles today. Content, happy, supremely satisfied turtles. YS here we come…
I don't want to cause no fuss (Too much, the Magic Bus)
But can I buy your Magic Bus? (Too much, the Magic Bus)
Yessssssssssssss!
