Having already had our big splash out dinner two nights before, we were looking for simple food on our last night and decided to head out for barrel jerk chicken. We should have gone back to Step-a-side, but I wanted to try some place new. It was good; it just wasn't nearly as good.

Though we were both reluctant to bring it up, in the morning we were going to have to set an alarm, pack up and leave. Our JTL pickup time was at 9:25 am, which would seem really early. Having skipped the hotel breakfast every morning, we decided not to ruin our streak. We had a nice piece of brownie left and with one last bottle of Shamrock's OJ, it would be the breakfast of champions. It would certainly make the drive to MoBay more interesting.

On the way to get our barrel chicken, we hit Shamrock's and scored the last bottle of juice he had. There would be no more until tomorrow afternoon, so I felt extra lucky to be able to enjoy it one more time.

We also stocked up on a few of the local snacks to fill in the extra spots in our suitcases. I don't remember exactly what all we brought back. I know we bought St. Mary's Sweet Potato Chips, Rough Top Coconut Drops, a range of cheesy Holiday snacks (I love the chili cheese ones, and the big feet), Shirley biscuits and Jamaica ginger cookies. It wouldn't be the same once we got back home, but if we closed our eyes, for a moment at least it might take us back.

Anyone care to guess how we wrapped up our last night? You would be correct to suspect that we were drinking Red Stripe in the surf. The waves on my feet were like a gentle balm for the soul, gently scrubbing my worries away. I was at peace and we were already dreaming about the next time.

Tomorrow, we must journey home.