08/23/00 - 08/29/00
KIM WRITES: Curtis and I arrive at BWI at about 5:45am for our 8:15am flight hey, I guess we were just excited! We notice that the Air Jamaica flight check in desk is not open, so we grab a bite to eat. After eating and trying to kill some time, we walk back over to the check in area only to find out that it was 6:30am!! Arrrrgggghhhh, can't time move a little faster?? Wait, I guess you all really don't care about our pre-Hedo action, so I'll just skip some of the less exciting highlights. I must let you know, however, that we both decided that we would prepare for Hedo by sucking down at least 6 Red Stripes between the two of us on the flight. Oh, and what flight would be incomplete without some complimentary champagne? It was not the best, but it made me feel a little tingly inside. Anyway, about 3 hours later, we arrive at the Montego Bay Airport, ready to get naked. I guess it would be better to wait until we actually get to Hedo, huh? Before getting off the plane, we could feel the fierce Jamaican sun welcoming us to its beautiful island. We get our luggage; get through customs, and wait wait wait until a bus is ready to take us to the resort. Curtis leaves me to go to the bathroom and comes back to tell me that someone was already trying to sell him some Ganja at the urinal. CURTIS WRITES: Yeah, I am takin a piss and I hear some guy behind me like "Pssst.Hey mon you smoke?" and of course I am like HELL YEAH but not from your ass! KIM WRITES: So of course he declines "Not at the airport", we were told. Finally, a bus (actually, it was a very small van) is ready. I forgot to mention that we were made yet another offer for Ganja. "No, thanks not here", Curtis nicely replies. So we're sitting on the "bus", waiting to get started, but we still had to wait on some additional passengers. So, finally, everyone arrives, and we get going. On the bus, we see a possible Vinnie, and by the end of the bus ride, we officially placed him into the category. He was very friendly though. Word to the wise, don't be fooled. Vinnies do not necessarily fit into that Vinnie dress code in the Hedo book (although the one on our bus did). They are lurking dressed all differently. There are also some Vinnies that will go nude, but sit in one place in the hot tub all night, watching waiting. Anyway, we stop at bar of the way to the resort and I get a shot of rum and a red stripe. Finally we get to destination Hedo!! When in the lobby, the process went pretty quickly! Curtis made requests for the area of the nude side in which we wanted our room to be and filled out some paperwork. I could barely finish one Red Stripe and we were in our room! I should mention that on our way to the room, we are made an offer that we did accept. Thanks Joe! We indulge in our purchase and eachother, get naked (without hesitation), and stumble around to find the nude pool! While putting down our belongings, we hear, "if it isn't Kim and Curtis"! Pete and JoAnn are in the pool playing volleyball (we had traded pictures with this couple and also spoke with them on the phone). We get in the pool, get us some drinks from Scumba, and bask in the sun. Later that night, we decide we want to go for a late night swim. I hear, "hey naked woman, come here" from the hot tub. I look at Curtis, shrug my shoulders and decide, hey, I'm in Hedo. Well, to our surprise, it's Lisa, Dave, Teresa, and Will from VA (we had a pre-Hedo party with them 3 days prior to our arrival). Thanks for the body shots and hot tub action. So, we all sit around and chat about our experiences so far. Okay, from here on, I am going to skip some of the details this is not a novel. The next day, we find ourselves sitting at the pool bar again. I think they finally get the stereo working at that point not sure, but I can tell you one thing: "I'm a lick you up, I'm a lick you down, turn around baby, let me lick you all around", could be heard at least three times a day. I thought that they listened to Reggae in Jamaica. Maybe that's just a myth and they rally listen to the best of Motown and freaky favorites all day long. Well, that day, we stayed in the pool, slurping up Purple Passions prepared by Scumba and Dervan. Dervan sure had a thing for "Kim from Mar-ri-land". It was kinda flattering. Anyway, I think that was the day that I played naked Twister, hosted by David not sure though. I didn't realize that entertained so many people I think David was. He had my "Twister Sister" and me in some very suggesting positions. Later that night, Thursday, was Toga night. Let me just suggest that you get your Toga together early, before you start the intoxication process. All I know is that I had glitter and glow paint everywhere! I did enter into one of the Toga contests and almost won almost! It was fun anyway. CURTIS WRITES: Well while Kim might of almost won the Toga contest I probably came the closest person to possibly be booed for my drunken Toga, but hey who gives a fuck I am but ass naked underneath and am in Jamaica. Well the next day the weather wasn't aaaassss nice but ok. So were in the pool floatin around with fruity drinks and it starts to pour down raining. Well Kim myself, Lisa and Dave and John and Carol decide to take cover at the swim up bar. Well we basically about 2 hours later, 30 fruity drinks and one fat ass Ganja Joe, it stops raining and the sun comes out and so do all the other "scardy cats". KIM WRITES: Just then, we remember that we were invited to a wedding to be at Veronica's Piano Bar at 4pm. Greg and Penny from Georgia, a couple that we met on the bumpy van ride in, invited us to their wedding. Little did they know, that we would be bringing a whole group of nudes, wrapped in towels to the ceremony. The wedding was very nice, the cake as tasty, and the champagne went down smooth. Later that day, we engaged in some nude volleyball, stormed the prude side, and jumped in their pool to continue the game. About two serves into the game, we were politely told that we needed to leave. After that, I think we took some pictures for the family, went back to the room, had another Ganja Joe, and passed out. The next day, we decided to take a catamaran cruise with JoAnn, Pete, Dawn, Addie, and Cameron. Oh, and who can forget Rasta Ralphie!! We drank some more, snorkeled a little, and went to Parrot, ahh, something, and swung off of the rope into the water, while Rasta Ralphie played on. On our return, we went right back to the pool and/or beach (not too sure) and swam around naked!! Peace and love to the guy on the pool grill! Okay, the days are beginning to blend together a little at this point. The next day, we basically followed the same pattern as the rest of our week. You know, pool, bar, ganja Joe, and food. Even more later that night, we had a little fun in the Jacuzzi with an Italian lady, Michelle from New Jersey, while a Vinnie was lurking nearby. The next morning, all I kept hearing was, "did you know that there were three couples in the Jacuzzi?". I grinned guiltily. We drank and ganja-ed up some more. The next evening, we ventured out to the disco. I was pretty lit, and danced my ass off. I think we hit up the jacuzzi again and then passed out. The next morning, gagging noises awakened me, coming from my bathroom. CURTIS WRITES: Basically, I woke up, and felt a little queasy. I didn't know if I needed to throw up or shit. That pretty much determined my whole last full day (DON'T EAT THE FISH!!!). KIM WRITES: So, I take it upon myself to enjoy the day for the both of us. I stumble out to the dining room to find something to eat. I was greeted with, "did you just wake up, Kim?", from Patrick (an entertainment coordinator). I had to think back to figure out from where the hell he knew me. I guess I had a bit to drink the night prior. Crazy yelled out, "hey sexy Kim!". Anyway, I felt a little alone without my sick Curtis, but I had to go on. So, I decided to participate in Water Olympics. Tiring quickly, I sat on the side to get a Rum and Coke. This day went by a little slower than the rest because I was all alone. I basically stayed around the prude side and hung out with Crazy, David, Jason, Patrick, and Leroy. Anyway, I missed Curtis, so I ran back to the room to bring him water. After some rest and a little solo Ganja Joe smoking. By the end of the day, I had to drag my sickened Curtis out of the room to eat dinner. After dinner, we walked on the beach, and headed over to the disco. Curtis sipped on some 'Ting', while I continued with my Rum and Cokes. Curtis felt a little better, but we headed back to the room. I passed out and Curtis engaged in some personal Ganja Joe to help sooth his stomach. The next morning, we threw our belongings into our suitcase (by the way, we brought one between the two of us), and headed to the lobby to check out. Despite the fact that our boarding passes were missing, everything else went smoothly. After our bags were checked in and were set to leave, we went back down to the nude side to get a bite to eat, some drinks, and float around naked one more time. At about 12:45pm, we reluctantly went to the lobby to wait for our "bus". I took some pictures, and we departed Hedonism II. Everytin was cris, mon! We had a very good time, met some cool and interesting people that we plan to meet again at Hedo!