The majority of the next few days just kinda blend together. Relaxing on the beach during the day, beach bars in the evening, usually either Sun Beach or White Sands. We would rarely make it out to the late night places, and that was usually a good thing. When we did stay out later, it usually ended up badly. That was the case the first night at White Sands.
It was a fun night. Bar hopping between White Sands and Sun Beach, seeing all our old friends, and meeting several new ones. Unfortunately, last call at White Sands, and time to move on. My wife, and our friends that were also there, took this as a sign to go to bed. I, on the other hand, decided to keep going. We were hanging out with a guy from Colorado, his name escapes me, it was his last night, so me and him head out to Alfred's.
How was Alfred's? I really don't know. Things got hazy at that point. (surprise, surprise.) I have no idea what happened to Colorado dude. I don't think I stayed very long. I head out towards home, see the barrel chicken guys, and decide to get a quarter chicken to take home. Out of Jamaican money at that point, I pay with a US $20, and he hands me my chicken and change. As he is doing this, some guy reaches in and takes $1000 J of my change!!!! Pretty much right in front of my face, but with all of the people around, and in my state of mind, I can't positively identify who did it. So I just start freaking out. Making a scene, who the f stole my money???? Someone saw something, dammit!! What the hell???? I eventually walk home, everyone's asleep. I'm still pissed, and no one to talk to. So what do I do? Go back to the Chicken guy, and b*tch some more. Generally, people are on my side, trying to calm me down, but I defininitely make a scene there on the road. I think I made my point, and finally go home for good.
I really do think most everyone was on my side there. I was recognized several times around town later in the week by people who saw me and told me how wrong it is that it happened. The next night I made peace with the chicken guy, who I really think was innocent in the matter, but bore the brunt of my complaining the previous night. And really, I made my point, and I think everyone was with me. Everytime something like this happens, more people go to the all-inclusives and lock themselves at the resort. Or skips Jamaica all together. Yeah, someone got my eleven bucks. Big deal. That's not the issue. It's more than that. You're giving a place I love a bad name. F**k you, a**hole, whoever you are.
Oh well, still having a great time in Negril. Lost 1000 J, eleven bucks, but got a good story to tell. Seems worth it. And really, seeing random people come up to me on the street saying "we are on your side" made it totally worth it.