Trip Report - Saying Goodbye and Giving Thanks

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One more shot off the deck because the colors are too cool.



We decided to keep the leisurely vibe going so we headed over to the restaurant for dinner. We even broke away from our normal spot at the bar and sat at a table! (if you know us well, you know we are bar flies when the kids aren't present)

I realize I've been in Negril for 48 hours now and still haven't had lobster, omg! My very first caribbean lobster. It's gonna be soooo good. But first....

Oh yeah. Liquid gold.



Omar recommended I have the lobster grilled.



It was de-lish. Well worth the past 3 trips wait (because we always come in april). Apparantly, I have another hankerin for some conch so I convince +1 to order the conch steak. De-lish conch.

***Ok, a little hilarious background behind the conch joke. Our very first trip to Negril, our very first night, we were staying at Breezes Grand Negril. A bit exhausted and a bit buzzed we hit the buffet party that night. I'm in line behind a beautiful 80-ish year young lady. She walks up to the grill master and says..."You got any conch? Because I've had a hankerin for conch ALL DAY!" Quote of the trip. And maybe my quote for life, LOL.***

As we were sitting enjoying dinner, the man at the table next to us started to chat us up. Turns out it was Dave - the owner. We had a very long conversation about life in and life away from Negril. After dinner, we continue chatting and order up another round. Overproof and ting for me. Heine for +1. Dave mentions that we are in for a ride with that hurricane a comin. WHAAAATTTTT???????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

There's no hurricane, i say. I checked the weather 2 days ago.

Nope. There's a hurricane 300 miles south of here heading straight north.

Gulp. Another rum please Omar!!

As we are sitting chatting, I am keeping my eye peeled for Omar the security guard. We had some amazing chats with him last trip and I can't wait to see him again. Eventually he appears on the far side of the bar. I give him the eagle eye. He asks bartender Omar, "who's that over there talking to dave?". Bartender Omar says, "you know, they were here a few months ago". Security guard Omar starts to laugh..."yes that's miss stefanie and sir d***!"

We eventually finish our drinks and hunt down Omar on our way back home. We ended up sitting on the concrete wall by the front gate for about an hour and chat with him. That man has the biggest heart and smile to go with it. We head home comforted knowing that Omar is watching over us. But a little nervous knowing what is coming our way....

I'm not sure what time we eventually crashed that night. I have no photographic evidence whatsoever...