Yesterday afternoon, just before heading out from my room, I heard a ruckus in the Ethiopian apple tree just outside my deck. The tree is bearing fruit now, laden with apples. I looked in the tree and saw the culprit – a Bald Pate. He was in there flapping around and feasting on the ripe apples. Here’s a photo of him:
I went out to the road in front of White Sands to flag a taxi down, I was headed up to Home Sweet Home to see Mark and Cheryl. Out on the road I met a group of people (Beachwalker and his crew) who were waiting for the One Love bus, they were going on the pub crawl. So I waited a while and caught a ride up to Sunset After Dark (1st pub stop) then hoofed it up to H.S.H. I’ll be going on at least two pub crawls over the next month.
I spent a quiet, relaxing afternoon on the lawn at HSH overlooking the water. It was quite windy and the water was rough, so we couldn’t go snorkeling.
Later I hoped a cab into town, went to the Chiny Man’s, picked up a flat of Cranberry Wata, my Negril go-to drink. Now all I need to get is a bottle of Coruba dark rum – to mix with Ginger beer for my sunset cocktail.
Went to the Sundeck for sunset, met a couple of good ole boys, Mark and Archie, who come every year this time. There was a crowd up on the deck. Archie looked out at the sun, which was just touching the water, and announced loudly, “There’s gonna be a green flash tonite folks!”
Some of the gathered agreed with him. Me, well I’ve watched a lot of sunsets, but have never seen a green flash. But, the sky was clear and there were no clouds, so I was hopeful.
We all watched as the sun slowly sunk. When it got to the point where it was just about gone, Archie said, “Look now, here it comes . . . three, two, one . . . BAM!”
And WOW – there was a GREEN FLASH. My first one! We all looked around at each other in amazement and a few people cheered. High fives went around. It was one of those cool, quintessential, Negril moments.
Ah! The Salt Life.
Before the green flash:
After the green flash from Sunset Beach:
