Negril - Resort Town.
Trip Start Feb 01, 2005
403Trip End Dec 31, 2018
We arrived at the bus park, found a local transport, agreed on a price to Negril and climbed aboard. However the bus stopped half way at Lucia and we were told we had to change buses and pay again! While Avan was trying to sort this with the driver, Heather was having a massive battle at the back of the bus trying to hang onto the backpacks as a crowd of about 10 taxi and bus drivers were all trying to grab them
The taxi driver took off, with us on board, laughing like a maniac, taunting the others who had been fighting over our fare. Once we cleared town, he started driving faster and more erratically. When he passed a vehicle on a blind corner of a narrow road doing 120 km in an 80 km zone, Avan demanded he stop and let us out. When he didn't, Avan whacked him over the head with his hat and opened the car door to show he was serious! The driverīs side kick in the front seat said Avan was out of order and that we were going to the police. Avan quickly agreed that was indeed a good idea and demanded that is where we wanted to go, to report the driver. The driver (who we noticed looked decidedly stoned) now decided the police were NOT a good idea and agreed to drive sanely from then on and did.
We arrived at our lovely little beach cabin at Firefly, Negril and finally unwound and relaxed. There were still a few hassles here but much less. We made some wonderful friends amongst the guests and enjoyed long walks on the beach and live reggae music at nights. The beach where we were, was almost exclusively expensive all inclusive resorts, but our accommodation was locally owned, with little wooden shacks right on the beach. So now we had settled down and relaxed a bit, we were ready to move on and see what St. Maartin had to offer.........