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Re: Dave Escapes....P.N.S, Negril, and the Apparent Event Horizon (a trip report)
The flight was uneventful, quicker than previous years..."much better than last year" says Cindy (Dave's wife), and she tells the tale...the tale of a fateful trip...the sad tale of a 3 hour trip sitting behind an extremely flatulent old man, trapped in an aluminum tube, miles high and island bound...Dave's mind was still wandering...thinking about the portal...a small tear in the fabric of space/time...a doorway to an alternate reality that let them (this time) sit next to a nice, pleasant smelling young man traveling home to visit his family...
Smooth landing...Short lines...our ride was there waiting...A little bit of sadness mixed in with the excitement, it was supposed to be Alfred....
Michael our driver, Dave would soon find out, is a great guy...working with Alfred for the last few years, a good driver, honest, and very talkative...
Cindy is hungry, Dave...not so much...he's kind of tired and thinking about tonight...Seastar...would he be able to stay awake? He asks Michael to stop at Bigga's..."Ya Mon" he says, and they are there in no time...
Conch soup...Red Stripe...Recharge, and on our way to Idle Awhile...Time passes quickly...Then...
They are home...



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