OK, let's get right to it. Here is the continuation from the TOA report, where we went from warm to medium, and now we're going to HOT HOT HOT.
The first Trail of Ashes tour starts here:
http://negril.com/forum/showthread.p...urns-to-Negril
And thus, we're up to date.
It was Monday morning, my first morning in Negril. Boardie sighting. Tawnee, the beautiful tattoed lady from Canada, is getting some early rays by the pool. We spent a lot of time together the past two or three reaches, and it was nice to see her again. I sliced a bagel, toasted it up, positioned my orange juice in front of me, and together we caught up on all things good.
I took a ride down the hill. One of the first ones I bumped into was an elderly man named David, a local I've known for years. I think most of the negril.com readers know my feelings about folks begging for money -- I hate it -- but David is elderly and of ill health. Every reach, he gets a little thinner and frail, a little more tired, a little more rundown. Poor soul, he also apparently is suffering from mental-health issues, and I ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS give him a couple of dollars. He recognized my face, didn't remember my name, but he stuck his hand out as I turned around on the scooter to greet him, and I kicked him down somethin' ....
I made my way to Seasplash, my official beach home. It was sunny and beautiful, and I thought about my father, who had died a month earlier from a rare disease that took away his breathing capacity (he never smoked or drink a thing in his whole life and had treated everyone he had ever known with warmth and kindness).
My, how my father would have loved Negril. He loved the ocean, particularly deep-sea fishing, and like you-know-who he also loved hotels and being pampered.
I had my spear gun, and the first fish I caught would be in my father's honor.
Alicia was bartending early at Sea Splash, having remembered the video we did together last time of her blending the fruit drink, step by step. Rasta Dave appeared, happy and joyful as ever though he no longer works at the hotel in an official capacity -- instead he voluntarily helps the tourists, having fallen in love with Seasplash's little spot on the beach, and it appears Rasta Dave has no desire to leave no matter the circumstances. He's a good man.
Roger pulled up in Vincent's snorkel boat -- the Famous one has the day off today, Roger said -- so I gulped down my smoothie and hopped on board. The sun was shining, the breeze was providing some cool comfort, and the ocean was like glass. Ya mon, it's going to be a good first day in Negril
Here are some pics (top to bottom):
1, Mobay VIP service, Welcome to Jamaica, ya mon
2, Nice to see my fav Negril dog, Boy, when he and Seastar worker Garrett visited my room
3, Sea Splash Rasta Dave, one of the first familiar faces this reach ....
. Looking forward to your updates, it will help pass my 18 day countdown 
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Originally Posted by gerryg123
