Saturday Night

So, later that evening we decided to venture back over to C&D, since we had such a good time hanging out with Connie the night before. Also, we were hoping to actually get inside the bar before the police made her close the doors. We walked in to the bar and were warmly greeted by Connie and Keisha. There was one other fellow sitting at the end of bar enjoying a Red Stripe. It turns out he was also a guest at Home Sweet Home. He had been staying their the entire week, with his wife, and this was first time we met. This is strange since HSH is a small hotel (only 14 rooms) and this guest was saying that he and wife ate dinner at the restaurant every night. Well, we ate dinner outside the resort every night, but I thought we might have bumped into them around the property. Strange. Anyway, we chatted for a few minutes over a beer, then he purchased a special Jenny Cake to take back to his room and the he was off.

Several minutes later, a car pulls up and a raucous group of 4 people spill out. The group of 2 guys and 2 gals came storming into C&D laughing the whole way. One of the guys said, "Hey, is this 10 feet of Texas, or 10 inches?" Everybody had a hearty laugh at the joke. We quickly made introductions and drinks were ordered. Next, Connie invited us out to the Stupid Section, with one of the largest foot long subs I had ever seen. During this trip to the Stupid Section we were joined by only one of the new arrivals, along with Mrs. D, Connie and myself. While outside, the conversation had turned to Negril.com and that is when I realized that I was chillin with the illustrious Booger! Even though I was only a newbie boardie at the time, Booger said he recognized my online persona, as well. Booger then told me that inside the bar was Tizzy, Pooper and Gonjon. Feeling full after only half a sub, we went back inside to hang with the rest of the crowd.

Back inside, Connie was taking requests for everyone's favorite country music. Tizzy was teaching Gonjon some type of country dance. At one point, the peanut guy came into the bar trying to sell some snacks. Booger said, "Sorry, man. I have the peanut allergy." Then Pooper said, "It's true! If he gets too close to them he can break out in hives." The peanut guy then backed away and moved on to his next stop. I wasn't sure if Booger was telling the truth or not, but I got a good chuckle at the exchange.

Soon it was getting late, and it was time to leave. We sad our good-byes and headed back across the street to HSH. A splendid time was had by all.