Cherry, I just thought I'd let you know about a book, that I've read about five times {Good to take on the airplane} It's called "Walk Good, Travels to Negril Jamaica" by Roland Reimer. Go to Amazon, used or kindle etc. The writing I would say is similar to yours....details! details! Keep up the posts. It's turning into a highlight of my days! Farmer
You are too kind. Walk good is on my reading list. Having read some of his trip reports, I am flattered to be compared in any way to his writing.Originally Posted by rocknrollfarmer
It was Thursday, so we had plans to head to Canoe for the band and some dinner. The sunset was just too beautiful to leave though, so we got a bit of a late start. I just couldn't be torn away.
We got a ride from one of the castle handy, who was also driving one of the maids somewhere. She seemed pissed he was giving us a ride, but got a lot more cheerful when I gave him a $5 for his trouble. Not a red plate I know, but I figured he was a known commodity and it would be okay for such a short ride.
The webcast was hopping when we arrived. I admit that I was feeling a great deal of apprehension; Lisa was there with a big smile and hello and that certainly helped.
Sunshine still wasn't in top form, so we headed for table to get some food. We'd been talking (okay, mostly me taking and Sunshine listening) for months about having lion fish and onion rings at Canoe and there was no holding back. Having had a huge lunch, we decided just to share.
We needed some of that rum punch too. In hindsight, we perhaps might have started with something a bit kinder to Sunshine's insides, but that is why they call it hindsight. The punch went down a treat, so we had to have another. Once happy hour was done, I asked Sunshine to surprise me and he came back with something blue? I don't drink a lot of mixed drinks a home and this stuff was going straight to my head.
Another boardie who lives not 20 minutes away from us at home came up to say how much she had enjoyed my first trip report. The feedback was so kind. We chatted a bit about our plans and common ground back home. It was great to make the connection.
We enjoyed the band, our meal and just the overall vibe of Canoe. I love the sound of the west end road mixed with the surf on the beach, all not 50 feet apart. The moon was up and bright again as we headed out onto the road. There were no obvious taxis around, so we started wandering up the road.
It wasn't long before I hear a beep beep behind us. Up my arm goes and the car comes to a stop in front of us. I notice right away the white plate. Deep breath and remember, tell people what you want.
I wave him on and say "Sorry man, you aren't a red plate and I want a red plate." It was a decent looking vehicle, nice and clean inside, but that doesn't matter. I'll walk all the way home if a red plate doesn't come along.
Being the good entrepreneur, the driver replied back, "It's no problem, I'll give you a ride. It's all good."
I haven't stopped so he is idling along to keep up. I look in and smile, "When you get your red plate, you can give me a ride." He gives me a long stare and an accepting shrug, steps on the accelerator and he is gone up the road and around the bend.
Sunshine turns to me with a big grin, "That was awesome; you handled him like a pro!" I felt about 10 feet tall. I suspect for the more experienced among you that it might seem a bit silly. But I was out walking on the west end road after dark and we were getting it right.
We continue along. One of the bars along the is set up with big speakers and the whole block was vibrating with the sounds. It wasn't all that long and there is another beep beep behind us. The red plate comes to a stop. As I open the door I ask the driver, "Five dollars to Blue Cave Castle?" "Yamon."
All is quiet at the castle when we return. Sunshine was looking a bit pale. We'd not been back long when we determined that lion fish, onion rings and rum punch were not the ideal post food poisoning meal. After some quality time with this porcelain throne, he was pretty done for the night. We had picked up a couple of bulla at L&M. He ate half and headed for bed.
So again I found myself on my own with my thoughts and the sounds of the sea. I felt really bad that Sunshine was missing this time, but at the same time I didn't think it meant I couldn't have a good evening. I made myself a drink and a sub, found my book and settled with my thoughts into my chair perched high above the sea.
I'm a Negril addict also. It's the only place I've been to since I discovered it 3 years ago! Leaving tomorrow for 9 days!!!! Can't wait!!!
Thank you for lovely reporting. Big up to the Castle as well for being so cool.
As I am now just less than 40 hours from boarding my plane your stories brought tears to me eyes! My husband is coming with me this year for his first trip, it's my 2nd trip...I haven't stopped telling him how glorious it is since I landed home last year. Negril really is the closest think I can compare heaven to. I already know I'll be up all night for the next day and a 1/2 and I'm OK with that!
Gracious! My bags are packed and darn near at the door! I cannot wait to wake up in paradise....
Negril, Jamaica me crazeee
Have a great trip! I have no doubt your husband will fall in love pretty instantly too
Breathtaking pictures!
Seems like the herbal meds and some love and attention fixed sunshine right up
Write on Cherry !
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No need for Imodium!Seems like the herbal meds and some love and attention fixed sunshine right up
Write on Cherry !
~D~
Great report lady! The penthouse is a really nice room, outside of July that is with the lack of AC.... Really cool outdoor shower too......
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