So down the Mt. we went and back home.....again where D cooked me a spectacular dinner.....where we laughed and talked and ate off eachothers plates.....we drank shots of tequilla, more Redstripe and the pics of the events that followed that evening .....and there are pics...and a video too....will remain forever locked in my video vault! LOLOLOL
At around 11:00 in the evening I requested we go get some Icecream...this is when I found out they don't have a Mini mart that is open 24 hours a day.....in fact nothing is open at that hour except place to get drinks! So we did that instead.....heard some great reggae music and had a long talk about life....in Jamaica and in the US.
So Saturday we planned to go to Negril......we were going to leave later cause we were gonna go to this club called Jungle.....so we went off to the beach......it wa a beach where mostly only locals go...not a tourest one...it was very private...in fact we were the only ones there.......
We swam and sunned a lil and met some stray puppies that were so cute....played on the tree swing and D dug up some plants for his apartment.
So after the beach we went home and while i was showering.D ran into to town an brought me back a lil pacakage of goodies to bring home with me....cooking spices, blue Mt. coffee and patties,.....Then while we were playing Checkers, his friend came over and played a few rounds too. He was real nice and the reason we never went to Negril, he insisted that they show me Kingston, its where D is from, his roots, and he thought i should see that is is not like people say. I did not bring my camera as we were going clubbing and i did not think it would be wise to keep track of it there. so off we went. It was a lonf drive so we had plenty of time for talking and we had a serious discusion about world politics along the drive. we picked up the friends GF in spanish town an we went into Kingston to a club called Quad. It was very fun.......danced and drank and laughed.....D and I went outside for a while as this was our last night together and we wanted to be alone...I realized the time was getting very late and we had to go, a long drive back to his home for my things and off to the airport without any sleep. After we dropped off the GF in spanishtown, we were on our way So in the car I slept in the back seat while the boys were in the front. I was not all the way alsleep and I heard some of the conversation. They were speaking deep in the patwah, but I understood most of it. No one ever seems to suspect that i do. His friend was saying to him that he liked me and i was smart and spicey, he said to his friend that he was having a hard time letting me go home, and he said he was going to have to figure out how to keep this one. Hmmmm wonder what he is going to do....LOLOLOL
So, we got home to D's and picked up my stuff and off to the airport......It was the worst part of th trip. I was so sad, I could not even speak. We got to the airport ......he said no goodbyes, we just say Latta, I was cring and he was telling me it would be OK. I cried all the way through customs and all the while I was waiting for my flight. I texted back and forth with him and that just made me cry more.....I cried on the plane and the flight attendants brought me tissues and sympathy......
Air Jamaica gave its final insult to my trip......I have always been afraid to fly and have now gotten over my fear enough to for the first time in my life request a window seat on the plane......here is the veiw from my window.......
I think alot of can relate to the fun times, the feelings that are illuminated in us while in Jamaica, and the sadness of heading back home..... I just relived it all again through your trip report...
Air Jamaica gave its final insult to my trip......I have always been afraid to fly and have now gotten over my fear enough to for the first time in my life request a window seat on the plane......here is the veiw from my window.......
Good old Air Jamaica....where the flight is delayed, your seat sucks and they don't open when they say they are........did they at least feed you?
Don't get me wrong if I had a choice to go to JA on Air Jamaica tomorrow i will be first one on line, i am just glad you have a sense of humor about it.
I hate goodbyes too....a stranger at the airport told me I was wearing my heart on my sleeve and asked who was I leaving behind.....
There is alway the next trip to look forward to, so when is your next trip?
mean,...whatever the guys name was.
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