I had three days to do pre-vacation stuff. First thing that came to mind is that I need to get Bentley some Old Bay and I remembered someone(Blake?) showing a link to a 7 lb tub. I looked it up and ordered it for Friday delivery. Also crossed my fingers that my new credit card wold be here that "might" make it by Saturday, which would be too late. Thanks to the POS who decided to use my credit card for your own gain. The one that I was going to use for the trip on everything that I could. The one that gives me miles to use for tickets back to Negril. I hope that when you get caught Bubba is your cellie....

Leave out of LAX at 9am which is in fact our first day time flight to Jamaica. We always do the red eye, but I am getting too old for those flights as I do not sleep too well on flights, unless the Doc has been nice enough to give me some valium to calm the nerves. We land around 7:30 PM and I am expecting customs/immigration times to be tiny. Nope, it took a bit but I could care less. I'm in back in Jamaica on three days notice and I'm freaking stoked.

Make it out in about 45 minutes and just as I do Kingsley is driving up to scoop us up. Hugs, handshakes, pleasantries are exchanged and off we go, with Mrs Kingsley along for the ride. Stop a few blocks from the airport to grab some beers and haul booty to Negril. We pull in about 9:30 and figure we missed most of the Seastar show so instead swing by Eddie's to put in an order. Soon come Eddie, I need to go check in at Catcha Gardens.