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Re: Gerry G's TRAIL OF ASHES TOUR Final Chapter -- The Mighty Californian's return
Kevin from Norway and some Seastar yardies were all headed to LTU when we split off, with me going to Sunrise, so upon my return, instead of making a left onto Seastar Lane, I kept going a few more yards to LTU.
Turns out, the crew had already finished, but my British scuba friend, the one I'd seen just about every night at dusk at Catcha, happened to be at LTU, so we hung for a bit and talked about dolphins.
Back at Seastar Inn, I partied hard with Brent from Canada but not for too long because I needed a good night sleep. I was leaving the next day, but not until 4 p.m., anbd my M.O. on my bon voyage day is to always wake up early to not waste any daylight.
This was my 12th day away from home, and that's about as long as I can handle being apart from my two young daughters. I go to Negril a few times a year, and it's always the same, the way I miss them. Though I'm divorced, I am incredibly devoted to them, and I treat them like princesses.
The mom not so much. She always guilt-trips the sheet out of me when I get home, and there is always a tax to pay for my indulgences, but by now I've learned it's all part of the gig.
There is a different dynamic to taking a vacation by yourself, one that's hard to put into words. Certainly it's more spiritually uplifting in a lot of ways, compared to going with a lover or a friend. You do a lot of thinking when you're 4,000 miles away from home, and a lot of NOT THINKING, too; an interesting dynamic.
For those who have never been on a vacation by themselves, I highly recommend it. More than just learning about yourself and refreshing yourself and seeing how you can push your limits, there is a rebirth of sorts.
Never, ever, ever have I returned from Jamaica the same person as I had arrived. The island does something special, not to just TO me but FOR me. Most people in the world, even millionaires, would not dare spend $3,000-plus on themselves with nothing tangible to show for it except for maybe a few rasta necklaces, but for me it's more than worth it. Of all the things I've spent money on -- and believe me, I've had some wild ups and downs through the years -- going to Negril is the most satisfying purchase I've ever made.
By far.
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