We started feeling water droplets when we walked back towards the room. I looked up and saw dark clouds moving in rapidly overhead. The droplets turned into a massive downpour of rain and we broke into a run.
We met Maria on our way back into our suite. She had just finished housecleaning. The room was spotless and now there were little hibiscus flowers arranged on the perfectly made bed. It was such a sweet touch. We chatted with her for a while. She was so warm and filled with positive energy.
The rain was still pouring down, so we pulled out the laptop, connected to the WIFI and checked the information for the Luciano Concert that night at the Seastar.
Our stomachs were growling, so we decided to venture out in search of food despite the rain. Everyone at Negril.com had mentioned "Best in the West" and said it was across the street from Coco La Palm. I figured that would be the perfect place to grab some lunch.
We ran across the street, ignoring the honking from taxi drivers and searched for this "Best in the West" restaurant. I was picturing a building with tables inside and a restroom, like "Jerky's" and I was surprised to see a tiny hut on the side of the road with a cooker generating a plume of smoke on the side.
We were drenched from the rain when we plopped down on the bar stools and met Eddie. We decided to just order one 1/4 Jerk chicken and an ice cold ting to share.
The smells were deliciously intoxicating... we watched the cook flipping the chicken on the grill. Although the rain was still coming down heavy, we were warm and dry under the thatched roof.
I have to say that this was hands down the best jerk chicken we have ever had. The meat just fell off the bone and the bread was so thick. It was perfect for sopping up and savoring the jerk sauce. Every bite was heavenly.
