On to the pub crawl, Im gonna let the pictures tell the story on certain parts, cuz I took no notes, and well, things get a likkle fuzzy on this trip...
We are walking to get back to meet the bus, someone trys to stop us, I tell him we are late, gotta catch a bus...no mon, he say, no late in negril, no sucha thing, nobody looks at clock...
we go out by the road and wait, bout 225, felt we were running late...still waiting 240, hope they didnt already come....had a deal with two4, if the bus doesn't have either of us, the other is to pitch a fit....I can do that....well, I prepared several subs for the day, one per stop, hehehe...so I walked over to the garden side while we waited, went ahead and started one...halfway thru the cigar, here comes the bus, bout 255...OK it is on now...I get on and realize that i forgot to put it out, the smell fills the bus...so do some cheers standing room only, looks like a great group...some young guy offers janet his seat, how nice...and off we go...trying to see if I can figure anyone out...I see someone...Two4today baby, whats up, pig souey.....Its all IRIE, mon, he hollas back...
we are the last pickup,(this sets the tone for the day) so we are off.
1st stop miyard,
never been to miyard...1st, gonna enjoy a sub at every stop, a drink at every other stop...janet gonna do a red stripe per stop if she can drink them that fast...
we are in miyard about 5 minutes and then it happens...BOARDIE DOWN!!!!OMG, we havent even had time to get our beer yet...after looking closer, it is the girlfriend of the guy that gave janet his seat when we got on the bus...we hung out with these guys later and she was fine, they had just arrived about 10 minutes before they got on the bus, and she hadn't eaten and maybe dehydrated...at some point rinakim comes up and introduces herself and larry...I have it figured out, groove16, u made an entrance..lol...
I leave janet with her beer, and grab a punch and go on a stroll around the yard,doing my thing....heres some proof
view from deck of sea across road
menu and bar
time to head to the next stop..we are walking...
lisa out by the gate, herding the TURTLES....lol...
the view up west end road leading to our next stop..it is half way up this road that we discover that we had left the bag...I start back, Lisa, who is the back of the pack, asks where I am going. So I tell her....I'll get it, she says ,I saw you with that cigar. I'm fine, I assure her...well Im looking out for your best interest, I got it, she says...ok, I laugh out loud, I can have too much alcohol, maybe, but never too...well never mind....here she comes, back, looks like she is struggling a little, so I meet her half way..You didnt tell me it weighed 50 pounds...hehehe----this bag is another ongoing theme, always full of stuff we never need, but cant do without, I dont know why...
me listening to one of lemberts many stories
next stop
