We arrive back to the shelter of Rooms. The storm clouds of the previous day disappeared somewhere on the west end and Sunshine is positively giddy with the prospect of brownies for dessert. I admit I am less enthused as on this front I am a bit more cautious by nature, but he is happy, so I go along. Tastiest special brownies I have ever had. I know it is has been said before, but should you find yourself with one, go easy until you know how it's going to go down; they can pack a punch. We had no misadventures.

Into our swimsuits and down to the beach; this is becoming a good routine. We spent a lovely afternoon alternating between swimming, reading and just watching the world go by. It had been a nice afternoon on my own the day before, but the world just feels more right with Sunshine hanging out beside me. I wouldn't want to be living this adventure with anyone else.


Before I know it is sunset again. We head back to the room, clean up a bit and bring our beverages back down to see how the nightly show will unfold. It is perfect, of course.


I am starting to feel the tension really leaving my body. I have gotten through most of the firsts I had imagined for the trip and we are still in one piece. We have arguably gotten more things wrong than we have right, but it hasn't mattered. We are having a good time and heck it will only make for a better story when we get home. Maybe, just maybe, for the last few days I can manage to leave the anxious energy behind.

We decided for dinner it is time to give this Jerk we have heard so much about a try. We eventually wander down to security at the road and ask where he would recommend. He is standing with a white hat. They have a spirited debate between themselves, of which I caught nothing. White Hat seems to win and we are directed towards the smoking cart across the road and down a bit, Original Step-a-Side Chicken. If you are looking for him, he sets up between Montana's and The Jungle.

We follow our noses and after yet another friendly round of "Wah woh wah woh," we have chicken, sauce and bread for each of us, packaged up for the walk. Back on our balcony, we each have our first bite and I am transported straight to chicken heaven. I don't know what these people are putting in their food, but everything just tastes so good. The chicken wasn't too spicy, but it was really flavorful. I had heard that chicken in jerk was often dry, but this was perfectly moist. He had chopped the chicken up, so eating it had a similar finger-licking, bone-sucking appeal as tucking into a pile of chicken wings. The bread was the perfect tool for sopping up the sauce, though I was still tempted to lick the foil when I was done.

Thoroughly satisfied, we head down with our beverages to the beach for a sub and a stroll in the waves. Stroll might be an overstatement as we never stepped beyond the ropes of the swim area at night, other than to get fresh Red Stripes at Sunnyside. We were more lingering in the waves.

I think it was that night that we discovered the bats. Now I know that this is a sensitive subject for some boardies, but as long as I am not enclosed in a small space with the bat, I think they are pretty cool creatures. We discovered that one of the lights on the beach area at Rooms was attracting enough bugs to have gotten the attention of some bats. We sat for a while watching the air show as they turned it into an all you can eat buffet.

Eventually we ran out of beer and energy and headed back to the room to snuggle in for the night.