I had a great conversation with a young man outside of the Wies...(something sp) convenience store up on the west end. He was telling me about how his sister had to move back to Jamaica because here bones hurt in the cold of the U.S. I agree! My bones were so warm in Negril. I could feel it to the marrow. So nice. So warm. So perfect. Plus he said that staying at Xtabi was the German end of the West End. He wanted us to come up to the party end, the "Best end of the West End."Originally Posted by dash
