Realizing , finally, after months and months of reading about all the exciting trips and info about Negril on this
board, I knew I had to sign up and be a part of it all. My mom, who has passed, brought me on my first trip
to Jamaica long ago when I was just 20 years old. We stayed in Mo Bay, at a place I'm sure is no longer there.
We took a day trip to Negril. I remember walking the beach for miles in awe of its beauty. I remember
sipping out of a coconut with a straw. I remember friendly people, and I mostly remember the overwhelming
desire to come back to Negril someday, and because my travel companions always wanted to go to different
places, I never made it back, that is until this year.
