Greg & Tiffany's 1st Jamaica trip... Pure bliss with a side of rice & beans!
Okay... so TFW inspired me! Here is the start of my trip report! It is mine & Gary's first trip, so please excuse all the "OMG it was spectacular" or "Unbelievable" or "Pure bliss" .... I may have to use a thesaurus to come up with some other words. I have to pre-write it in word and then paste it, because if I don't do that I'll be all over the place. I wrote thru Day 2, and I noticed that I kept using the same above phrases. Hence my title! Thiss trip was pure bliss.... no doubt! It certainly made Gary & I realize that we have to spend time together as a couple... away from our kids, and reality. At first, we kept thinking how we could get our kids there, so they could experience what we were experiencing, but then I thought "Nope, Ima keep this place just for us... for now."
I am going to enjoy writing this, just please excuse me if I confuse you or if I'm too wordy. I really don't think words appropriately describe our feelings about our trip to Negril and the people we met.
Day 1…
Our day one started on a Friday. Granted we were only driving to ATL for the night to catch our plane the next day, but that began my time with my husband… and THAT is when my vacation started. The week leading up to our departure was pure misery for me. I was so nervous about leaving my kids, flying on a plane, going to a another country for the first time, and knowing what kind of luck I have that it couldn’t all go exactly right (and yes I was definitely right about that!).
Our drive to ATL was so nice. No kids in the car yelling at each other, no one needing to go to the bathroom, no one wanting to play on my iPhone (so I played with it the whole way up), no one but me and my Gary and Katie’s empty car seat in the back! It was a lovely ride. Apparently, the weekend we left was the hottest on record. ATL is a 3 hr drive for us, and the outside temp in my car never wavered off of 108 degrees! Unbelievable… It has to be cooler in Negril!
I booked a hotel in ATL that sits right next to the airport. This hotel had the cutest patio/restaurant on top so you could sit and watch the planes come and go. I needed to see this, because I wanted to make sure the folks that had my life in their hands knew what they were doing! It was called the Blue Sky Café, and this is where we had our first vacation dinner and a few beers (no Red Stripe, I was sad). Our waitress was such a sweetheart. I told her this was our first trip together in 15 yrs of marriage and she exclaimed that we (the café) needed to do something.... They certainly did. They created our own shot special. Ours, of course, was free, but it was the special for the moment. It was called The 15 Years Grapes of Wrath… no idea where the name came from. I personally think they could’ve done better!
Anyway, after dinner, we went back to our room, climbed into the Comfort Inn cozy bed... blah blah blah…. I set my Ziggy Marley alarm on the ole iPhone, and we went to sleep!
It really was a lovely day.
Sitting atop the Blue Sky Cafe
