A vacation from vacationing
Trip Start
Nov 23, 2011
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30
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Trip End
Dec 29, 2011
Where I stayed
Breezes Grand
What I did
um, stuff
Negril, Jamaica
Friday, December 23, 2011
Each evening we meander over to Hedo for the sunset and, thanks to our bold move of dining at the tepanyaki (think Benihanna) restaurant over there, we now have a couple of friends to hang with there. The place is a perverse zoo, but the people are genuine, fun loving and smart. The hang here is way more fun, so here is where we will hang. In fact, now that Grand Lido is just Breezes, the food and service are actually better at Hedo! Notwithstanding the lack of any desire to "Get Wicked for a Week," (the resort's slogan) we would probably stay here next time we come to Jamaica.
One funny story that will take place two nights from now (not a prediction, we're just not going to be filing daily reports from here). Thera, who has much stage experience, decides to sing with the band at Breezes. It's Christmas time so she'll do "Santa Baby." Julie has a dress she can wear, but she needs the right shoes. While dining with our new pal George (who Steve calls Paul and who calls Steve Paul), a gregarious Armenian or 'gregarian,' she happens to mention the problem. George checks her size and says he'll be right back with some shoes. He is back in less than five minutes with a pair of perfect patent leather high heels with sparkly embellishments. He traded Thera's sandles (ironically branded Montego Bay) for them with some woman who, apparently, didn't need them. So, outfitted for her number, we head back to Breezes with George in tow. George tells us on the way that the owner of the shoes would like to join us and come see the song. Just as he is describing her as a "Classy lady from New Zealand," she stands up from her seat and comes over. She is wearing a fishnet dress with nothing on underneath except rings of glowing neon tube around her aereolas and pudendum. We tie our eyebrows down and make it through introductions. We are very relieved when she tells us she really can't join us. Of course she's right about that. We don't know what her reason was but there was no way she was going to get onto the property across the street dressed like that! Guests aren't actually allowed in the first place, but double talking her in would be impossible. We do manage George past the gate and Thera's songs (they add one) go off beautifully.
Our entire stay here is six nights and each day makes it feel more like a relaxation factory. The post-vacation vacation is an idea whose time has come.
The next entry will cut right to our last day in Jamaica, which was very cool.
Comments
After our 3 week whirlwind trip to South America, I told Nick that I needed a vacation! I think a post vacation vacation will be in the plan next time!
I haven't heard a peep about your vacation and would love to know what you guys ended up doing. All I know is that you met a nice German, which is fascinating enough. We did do Lazy Beach a little over a week into the trip so that's a good idea, too. My one to grow on is somehow you have to squeeze in beach.