Dinner is here...Dave is confused...how long had they been there?...an hour? all day? just minutes?
Time was becoming distorted...the relaxed Negril vibe was slowly filtering into his soul...His mind wandering, he laughed to himself thinking about something a cab driver once told him...
One time after being picked up for a ride back to his hotel he had inquired as to what time it was..." It's night time mon" was the answer.
Dinner was delicious...
Escoveich snapper, and Coconut snapper in a papaya boat...
Beautiful...
