Back again, finally. Our flight arrived at 12:15 on Wednesday. After an unevenful flight, we made it through customs quickly, met the Clives rep, and we were off.
We had a quick stop at Bigga's for jerk pork. I had heard a lot about Bigga's, and had been wanting to try it, but really, I was not impressed. Very fatty, and way too spicy. Maybe the chicken is better, but I can get jerk chicken at dozens of restaurants near home. Jerk Pork doesn't seem to exist outside of Jamaica, so far as I can tell, so my goal was to try as many places as possible. Aside from Red Dragon and Dean on the beach, I was generally dissapointed. Don't get me wrong, Bigga's wasn't bad. Just not comparable to Dean or Ragabones. Had to eat very slowly because of the spicyness, but managed to get a little bite to eat before we checked in to our room around 2:45.
We quickly dropped our stuff in the room, and immediately headed out. We were on vacation, in Negril, and ready to start or trip in style. And I can't think of a better way to get into Negril mode quickly than to head straight to the Drunk Bus!
At this point, we're veterans of the One Love Bus. I think we went three times on our two trips last year. But always a great time, and still generally see some places I am not familiar with. "On the Rocks" was a new one for me, nice place! And all the usual stops. Dominoes at No Limit, Sunset at Sir D's. But always a great time. This trip, we knew we were cutting it close for time, so we met Lenbert and the Bus at Mi Yard, the 1st stop. Within 15 minutes of checking in to our hotel, we had met the bus and I was drinking the 1st of many Appleton & Ting's for the trip.
What a great way of starting the trip! By the 2nd bar I was in full Negril mode and ready to go. By the 6th or 7th bar, things were getting ugly. Details get hazy at this point. I know we ended the bus by getting droped off at C&D to see Connie and have a few more, and things got a bit hazier. Grabbed some chicken from Tayon's to take back to Catcha, where we are staying for the first two nights. Unfortunately, at this point we were apparently too drunk to operate the door key, and needed help from security to get into our room. Felt like an idiot the next morning when we realized that there are 2 room keys, one for the front door, one for the back, and we were simply using the wrong key. Oh well, the hazards of the drunk bus!
Originally Posted by Kiknback
