Thanks, always a pleasure to read!
Thanks, always a pleasure to read!
i was patiently waiting lol
Chapter 13
“Summer's lease hath all too short a date.”
― William Shakespeare,
Lazy found a new level on our last day. We pretty much spent the first half of the day in bed. It was as though we could feel the trip winding down. We took an 'If we didn't get on with the day, the day wouldn't end' approach. We actually told housekeeping not to bother with our room. We didn't want to vacate it long enough for them to clean it.
I had put my phone on the charger the night before and I when I checked it in the morning, nothing had happened. The battery was down to less than 10%. I plugged it back in and checked back a while later, not only is it not charging, but it won't connect to wi-fi and I'm down to about 2% battery. Within the hour, my phone was a paper weight. Now really, who cares about a phone on vacation, right? That would depend on if you had been dumb enough not print out any of your return flight information stored on said device. So I knew we were leaving the next day in the afternoon, but I didn't actually know what time. I didn't want to alarm Sunshine, about the trouble with my phone or my total lack of information about how we were getting home. I also don't want to admit I'd made such a rookie mistake. E-tickets are great, but in paradise having a paper backup is even better.
We didn't have much for food supplies in the room so finally about 3 pm, the need to eat chased us out of our room. I don't know why we didn't order in. I think because I was still having trouble understanding people in person, the thought of trying to do it on the phone was that much more daunting. We walked down to the grill and ordered a couple of cheese pizzas. Sunshine has seen a couple come off the grill the day before and thought they'd be just the thing. When you are really hungry, food can seem like it takes forever, but I swear this was the longest I have ever waited for food in Negril.
Given the day and sky, I was a bit concerned our last sunset in Negril would be a bust. It turned out to be anything but. It was just playing a bit of peek-a-boo with the clouds.
We ran into Mamade11 and Frank just taking it all in. We'd all be venturing home the next day. Mamade captured the moment for us.
She did more than just capture the sunset though. On our way back to our rooms, she wandered over with me to the one spot by the pool where the free Wi-Fi actually worked and lent me her phone so I could find our flight info. Westjet's website did me no good, because I didn't have my darn confirmation number. Those are six very useful digits, without which I was out of luck. There would be no web check in for us. I managed to find the departure time on the airport website. It was about when I thought. It was going to be tight given when Kingsley was picking us up, but he'd known our flight time when we'd set the pickup, so I was relying on his expertise.
Thanks,Originally Posted by justchuck
I am sure having fun writing it!
Sorry my dear, Tuesday morning my boss traps me in a meeting room all morning long. But not next Tuesday...or the one after that
Very interesting. I someday want to get to the other side of the island to do the Mystic Waters thing for just that experience. I love the concept of the water literally lighting up around you. Do you know how far out into the water they had to go? I stick my feet in the water at night, but getting any further in than that kind of freaks me out!When we were at Coco a couple of weeks ago, every night it was calm, a bunch of people would go down to the water to see the dinoflagellates. Apparently they luminesce when you move your hands in the water. Not sure if it's seasonal or not, but you might want to try it next trip, add it to your "nightly routine"I didn't try it myself, I'm not going in the ocean in the dark, but many did and they claim to have seen them...
mystic waters . . . is it real? . . . love your report . . .
It was our last night and we still hadn't been to Step-a-side. We decided to walk up to Shamrocks and pick up some chicken on the way back. We'd been debating smuggling a bottle of Shamrocks home. It would have to go into our suitcase which is a spillage risk, but it is a plastic bottle. I know how cold the luggage gets in the hold during the flight, so I figured the lack of refrigeration wouldn't be a big deal. I thought it would a nice transition our first morning home. We got juice, a few snacks and headed back out onto the road.
How do you know you have found the best jerk in Negril? When you walk up to his barrel, the barrel master is on a chair the other side of the ditch, looking at his phone with no concern as to who might be passing by. No need for him to be loudly hawking his wares. Business finds him. This is how we found things at the Original Step-a-side. He was set up in his usual spot between the Jungle and Montana's, nearly across the road from Fun Holiday.
"Evening! Is there chicken ready?" I call over.
He looks up with a start and with a, "Yamon, no problem," he coming hustling over to his barrel. We share with him how happy we are to back, as his is the best jerk chicken we've ever had. We are not the first to tell him this, but he seems to genuinely appreciate the praise.
Our chicken in hand we head back to our balcony.
This is the best picture I have of our room and its through a closed door. We are both shutter bugs, I don't know how neither of us managed to get anything better. I think when we arrive at a new place we are just living in the moment. It takes less than 15 minutes for us to have spread our crap everywhere. Then I don't want to take a picture of our mess. I've made a mental note, we shall see if I do any better this year.
On one of our evening trips between the sea and the room, we decided to go for a little walk around Coco. We were really feeling the Christmas lights and set about getting in some Christmas card shots. We don't actually do a Christmas card, but if we did, these would be the shots.
I think back home that kind of silliness would have me feeling a bit self conscious, but after a week plus in Negril, it just felt right.
Vacations are wonderful things and vacations in Negril may be the best of them all. We dragged the night out as long as we possibly could. Unfortunately, there was no denying that tomorrow we'd be homeward bound.
now i'm getting anxious that your vacation (and this trip report) is almost done lol
I think it is actually called Glistening Waters...there is a lagoon where the Martha Brae river meets the sea (near Falmouth) that, if conditions are right is supposed to be amazing...one of the best places in the Caribbean to experience luminescent water.
You and me both! For me though it is mostly because I have been so distracted with writing, that I have done no preparation for our trip. Ticker says 4 days - I need to get some laundry done
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