So this winter we are ‘all-in’. We will not be waiting until Christmas before going to Negril. We will not tough it out until after the New Year. No. This year we left ‘Winter Hell’ (a.k.a. Ottawa) on November 30th. Good thing too, it was -18C, dark, dreary and there was already 10 inches of snow on the ground. Krickey!
And there will be no going back too early either. Not until March 8th will we depart the island. That’s 97 days. Yes, that’s a long stay. There should be time-a-plenty for me find my sometimes elusive ‘Negril Groove’. We’ll be spending December and January in Redground and then February thru March 8 at White Sands on the beach. It’s gonna be epic.
I sit here at the breakfast bar in our condo in Redground, gazing out the kitchen window at the blue waters of Long Bay. It already feels like its going to be a hot day, which suits me fine. Outside, a steady procession of route-bikes roar down Hermitage Road headed for the Negril All Ages School. I saw one that was loaded with three children; a little boy sitting up front astride the gas tank, then two girls crammed onto the seat behind the driver. All were dressed in immaculate school uniforms and each was clutching a colourful backpack. Sadly, none were wearing helmets.
Bea has gone for an early morning run. She’s going to check out that new sidewalk that everyone has been talking about. Other than that we have no specific plans for the day. Maybe walk up to the Red Dragon this afternoon.
More later, but until then, this is the view from the front patio:
These ackee look angry - perhaps because they are about to be eaten!
Bounty from the market. Ya mon.
