Monday..essentially the halfway day of our trip, except for our friends who actually have to leave on Wednesday morning (YIKES!!!!)
After staying out as late as we did on Sunday, I didn’t get up for my normal walk on Monday morning, although I did walk up to CSA and back, only about 3 miles total. Breakfast at the hotel this morning, and it was very good (more Ackee and Saltfish for me). The restaurant at Rondel has improved 100% since they took it back over from the lease deal that was in place earlier. I would not hesitate to recommend any meal there now, before that was not the case.
Soon enough we hit the beach and we got out a few floats and we floated for a while. Today was the first day that it was really calm, previously on this trip the wind had been up and the waves were more active than usual. We played around in the water with some Rays that happened to swim by, not really playing just swimming in the same water as them. Real cool though, I had not seen them that close to the beach on previous trips.
A quick funny story about our room safes and the feeling that we had that we were the first people to ever stay in the rooms we were in on the morass side of Rondel….
We rented the safes as we always do, but instead of the safes being the ones with the removable lock and key system, these safes were the fancy ones that required a key and then a keypad that you entered as a password to keep the safe locked. Now I have admitted to heavy imbibing on this trip earlier in my report and it seemed like every time we were ready to figure out the safe we were too far gone to mess with it, so I just kept saying “we’ll figure it out tomorrow.” Well, tomorrow finally came and I set about trying to figure it out. I punched buttons, I turned the key, but nothing happened. I turned the key again and bam…it broke off. Damn, I guess it is not going to work now. I tried our friends safe but was careful with the key this time and still didn’t get anything. Anyway, I went to the Rondel front desk to tell them to just cancel it (we figured out a good place to hide our valuables and besides cash we don’t take anything to Negril that we can’t live without so it wasn’t a big deal).
When I reported that our safes did not work they immediately sent someone back to the rooms with me to check them out. I told them the key was broken off in mine so they checked mine first. Didn’t take them long to dig the key out and then they started inspecting the safe door and realized that they hadn’t installed the batteries in the safe so of course it didn’t work. Hmmmm, batteries, I never thought of that, I was used to the “low tech” ones we had always used. Oh well, I’ll know next time to look for the batteries!!!!
This was the day we decided to do the Ricks, Catcha and Bentleys experience. First to Ricks…..
Now I know it’s a trap, I know the beers are expensive, I have never eaten there so I can’t really comment on the food, but I never see anyone eating real Jamaican food there, so I figure it is not worth even considering. You really can’t beat the experience there though, especially if you have newbies with you. I kept telling them it was like the bar scene in Star Wars…..all kinds of people, acting all kinds of ways and that is just the tourists, not even talking about the locals. I figured our friends would love it, so we went. Our plan was to arrive at Ricks about 4pm, knowing we would stay there for one hour and then go to Catcha right at 5 when they started allowing outsiders in.
Our driver picked us up at 330pm, we stopped briefly at Chineymon store to pick up a bottle of Appleton for the Bentleys trip. Arrived at Ricks right on time,
bought a beer on the way in and found a spot on the steps to watch the show. Our friend R had some experience from the Navy with jumping off of aircraft carriers, so the cliffs at Ricks were nothing for him. Almost immediately he began jumping off, almost faster than we could snap pictures, but we finally got one of him as well as one of the locals jumping from their spot:
I’ve also been trying to get a good picture of the huge Jamaican flag that is at Ricks, but even though I took about 15 pictures this time, this is the best one that I got.
After R jumped about 5 times and we watched others jump (including one girl that landed flat on her back, I am sure she was sore the next day) we decided we would retire to the pool at Ricks and sit at the tables that are in shallow water and take in the sights. Here are a couple of pics from there.
Pretty soon it was just after 5pm and time to head to Catcha, I told our friends that if they liked Ricks they were going to Love!!!! Catcha, I am not sure they believed me when I said that, but you’ll have to check out the next installment to see if they did (what do you think?!?!?!)….