This was our third trip to Hedo and our first trip during January, rumored
to be the most wicked month. I'm here to tell you the rumors are true! We
had also heard that January is one of the cliquish times at Hedo, and
thankfully we found that to be untrue. If anything, people were more
friendly than on our previous trips, if that's possible.
First - our puddle jumper flight from MoBay. I got to sit in the co-pilot
seat, which was totally awesome for me. It was all I could do to keep my
hands off the controls, just because I wanted to see what would happen if I
tried something I wasn't "supposed" to do - a little hedo feeling seeping
through the cracks in the windows. A very peaceful feeling came over me as
we sailed above the turquoise Caribbean. Without sounding too tripped out
(no, we didn't score any weed at the MoBay airport) it occured to me that
there are alot of times when I'm under the mistaken impression that I am "at
the wheel" of events, and that I have to exert alot of effort to make sure
things turn out right, when it makes more sense to let events take place
without my managing them.
So I looked out over the water, ready for anything, vaguely wondering if the
woman coughing and clutching the armrests behind me was going to throw up on
the back of my seat. We were on the same airplane, but we were not on the
same trip. Plus she was going to Grand Lido . . . enough said.
Landed in Negril, got to Hedo, had our room in 15 minutes (a new record),
took our clothes off and kept them off. Went to toga night, kept losing my
sheet, passed out early before making it back to the hottub and promised
ourselves to power nap the next day.
The whole vibe was very open - for example, when people were checking us
out, if we caught their eye, they often held our gaze and smiled, rather
than look away. I'm sure some of it was the possibility of hooking up, but
the whole scene felt very comfortable for us. Maybe it was the fact that
there were no prudes to speak of - especially no young, strutting college
age kids alternating between working hard to look good and flipping out at
the PDA's. And there were ALOT of PDA's - followed either by applause or a
domino effect of similar behavior.
The staff as usual was wonderful - maybe because the place was full, but all
the staff seemed upbeat (in contrast to what we've read on the webboard).
Delroy and Scumba were in fine form. Augustus was keeping the beach
pristine. Robert's food was awesome as usual. We always had a towel. From
our perspective, it doesn't get any better than that.
Dave in the piano bar was KILLER - you know that he is master of the room,
and things are going to go the way Dave wants them to go. One young lady
celebrating her birthday gets up to sing a song, and before Dave can say a
word, she informs him that it's her day, that she's the queen, and that
she's not going to take her clothes off. WELL - can you guess what happened
next? Words are exchanged, the audience starts chanting "take it off" and
she storms out, saying that when she was at Hedo III, she got to sing a song
and didn't ahve to take off her clothes. Dave calls after her, " *&^%$$,
this ain't Hedo III!" Right after that, a beautiful young woman did take it
off, and Dave handed ME the mike to keep things going while he left for a
minute (something about fielding a call about an irate guest). So the
audience kept singing "Piece by piece" a capella and I tried my best to keep
the patter going, while this girl is dropping clothes on me. Ross
unfortunately was up getting a drink and missed most of it - his loss!
We met some awesome people and had blast! Thank you, Kathy and Al, Jeff and
Diane, Richard and Angel, Greg and Eileen for making our trip so much fun!
We are ready to book for next January - we can't imagine being anywhere else
Ross & Debby