Now I am in my element, out on the open road on the Cliffs cruising along in my motor scooter. I know every turn by now, and I just can’t get enough of meandering my way through what might indeed be the most beautiful scenery the world has ever seen – not including the party girls.

I love meeting tourists from all over the world. There were a batch of ‘em on the Love Bus Pub Crawl. I caught them on the first stop at Sunset After Dark; as sort of an experiment, I figured I would compare their behavior to how they be on the last stop, back at Seastar in a couple of hours or so. In the meantime, I headed to the mini-boardie at Canoe Bar, an event that wasn’t so mini because there were a lot of us there – Jim n Donna, whom I met once or twice before, along with others including Rob and Lisa, whom I had not seen in six months.

It was nice.

Marko, the gray-haired converted Jamaican who even talks in Patois sometimes because the man simply cannot get enough of Negril, cruised along by chance in his bicycle. I was chillin near the front with fattyonthetrock (great guy), and we summoned Marko over. Marko just loves it out here, and he is always in a great mood. He has helped me a lot through the years.