It didn’t take long for Jon to get distracted by the waves. We both decided this was something we had to take advantage of since there are rarely waves on Negril beach. I have no idea how long we were out there playing but it was seriously one of the best memories I have of that trip. The sun was sinking lower and there were no people around, at least there didn’t seem to be. We jumped and dove under and splashed around in the waves for awhile.
I liked this description of your fond memory. The unexpected bits are what bond you to the land, wata, trip and each other.

Love your from the hip style in this report.
Was this where I first lost Shauna? I think so, cause I remember standing in the lobby and calling for you, “Shaaaaauna?! Hey guys where is Shauna did we leave her?”

…..she turned around and gave me a look hahahaha
The "lost" moments you share are so funny! You don't only ramble, you time drift.