A vacation from vacationing
Trip Start Nov 23, 2011
31Trip End Dec 29, 2011
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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.
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.