This was the best week of my entire life. Who would`ve guessed that I would visit Hedonism II, and desire to come back again and again. This was my first real vacation where I was at my leisure to do whatever I wanted and always be on time, anytime. Exceptions to the rule were obviously midnight snacks and jerk chicken. Though I had been to Jamaica before, I never thought I would find a home in paradise.
The plane ride was long with the anticipation of being greeted by the quintet singing "Welcome to Jamaica". Though I knew the bus ride to Ocho Rios was long and uneventful( so wouuld the road to Negril) we voted to take TimAir. Now thinking about the non-stop party I would walk into right after checkout. Girls running around looking for the guy to rock her world. These pics were gathered by ignorant rumor carriers who have never been there only afraid of it.
I heard from my travel agent to expect wild parties and orgys for anyone willing. Elsewhere mostly the same with a twist, models, better guy girl odds whatever. I really needed this kind of vacation after ending a 2 year relationship to move on. 69 days later I was at Hedo. Also recommended was the reading by Chris Santilli. You know the one. After reading this I was confused because of what I heard and what I read. Eventually what I found.
We booked for 8 days all inclusive (premium liquors, hell yeah). After being taken on the five dollar bus ride, we didn`t see Tony. There was no line. We breezed in and missed lunch but were soon full from heavy alcohol intake. We began by shopping for the necessary party favors, and found them quickly we did. As I looked around this paradise of nothing, it seemed very slow. I was slightly upset there was no crowd, no women and no food. Although I was in Jamaica and what can`t be looked over just to say that, huh. The tree frogs were just starting as we walked to dinner and alas everybody was there in togas. It all came together they were all being freaky together before they put their togas on, cool. I at that point felt something different. The people were all very nice and welcomed us and I was very happy and very drunk and smoked out so I hit the bed early.
After missing breakfast we wandered down to the beach and met these unfriendly girls on the prude side who went snorkeling. Arnie and I had never seen each other naked and it was a bit different. Agreeing to bite the bullet , go to the room, undress in the bathroom separately, and walk in towels to the nude side, pass the sign drop the towels and never look back. When we saw Delroy mixing drinks and we heard screaming and yelling and music . Right at that moment we walked out of the shadow into the sun and for me I could have cried I was so happy. Like a tidal wave of emotion I was in heaven. Everybody was beautiful. The amount of joy and respect was so thick in the air, through osmosis I was ultimately happy. It was like the fountain of youth for some, a lottery for others, a resparking for a few and close to divine intervention to some , like me. Without writing a book on how I changed emotionally I can sum it up fairly quickly. Everything I was taught by society was just a way to keep the masses apart. Judging others for what they`ve done or what they do. How they do it or where. where they live , what kind of car they drive. What I thought was courage to take one`s clothes off, is actually confidence and esteem. I realized alot of things about people and my self just by taking my clothes off and talking to others with nothing to hide behind. Well, maybe an insulated mug for when you get out of the hot tub on a cool night.
BTW, the food was pretty good. The staff was friendly. Games were cool. But damnit, where and what would hedo be without the people. Thank all of you for showing me another part of life that I have been searching for my entire life. My life will never be the same, thank Hedo. Much Respect, One Love, Brett aka Chicagohedofan