As we prepared for our trip (Jan 3-8,
06) I knew that I would have to write a trip report that would not only help
us remember our fabulous journey, but would also help future newbies by
answering questions we had before our first trip. Well, here it comes.
Its long, so get a drink and hunker down. Remember these are our
experiences, observations, and opinions your results may vary.
Initials have been used to protect the not so innocent.
This all started more than three years
ago when my lovely wife, Cindy, first came across Hedo on the Internet.
She started reading everything out there and talking about us going, really
letting go, and being someone other than who we are in our daily lives.
I entertained her discussions, but didnt take them seriously since I never
saw it really happening. You see, were rather serious, uptight,
conservative, non-socializing, non-partying people. Of the two of us,
Im more likely to let loose although she has her moments. That makes
our trip all the more profound. This continued for years until it came
down to just stop talking about it and book it!
So now Im starting to get into it,
reading the message boards, reading Chris Santillis book, etc. I
posted our trip dates on DennyP, and sent over a dozen e-mails to people
going at the same time. Most everyone responded with a simple message
of its great youre going; youll have a fab time, hope to see you there.
A few contacts ended up being invaluable e-mail friends. This led to
an invitation to a yahoo group of people going over the holidays. We
didnt get to meet everyone on the group because of trip dates, but we
learned a lot more, had some nice chats and met some more great people who
would become e-mail and hedo comrades.
GETTING THERE
We stayed at a hotel by the airport
the night before (There was no way we were going to chance missing this
flight for weather or traffic.) and talked about the excitement of our trip
ok, we didnt just talk but thats another story and the start of Hedos
charms. Our ticket info showed we were flying with Delta. After
finally getting to the Delta counter person he tells us were actually on
Air Jamaica and the counter is clear on the other side of the airport.
Rush, rush, rush. The counter lady is so sweet and the first one who
learns of our true destination. Our flight was on time, uneventful,
and seriously empty, only 60 people on a 180 person plane. We zipped
through baggage, immigrations and customs. The immigrations woman was
looking down busily stamping our paperwork and asked where we were staying.
When we told her Hedo she immediately stopped, slowly raised her head,
looked at us with a big smile and said Youre certainly going to have a
good time. We were barely through the door of the Superclubs office
when they took our hotel voucher, snatched up our luggage and off to the
bus. I was standing beside the bus having a smoke when the bus driver
struck up a how ya doing, what are you going to do on your vacation
conversation. Then he asked me if I was interested in anything
stronger than cigarettes for our trip. I used the old have to ask the
wife, get back to you excuse and chatted a bit more. I thought that
guy on the bus was giving our driver an awfully big tip! Cindy was
already on the bus and tried to talk to the one other couple and single guy,
but they were having none of that and didnt want to give up where they were
staying. Our bus ride was quiet other than the vibrating windows and
it was interesting to see the sights. Where else can you see a mansion
right beside a corrugated tin shack yes its somebodys house and not
their shed. We didnt make the normal Red Stripe stop.
We did pull over by a small stand, but
the guy in the stand waved us off. Maybe five people werent worth his
trouble. That was fine with us. We were all about getting there.
After about an hour and a half we arrived at paradise. Guess where the
other people were going yea, so much for that secret. Check in was
another breeze and we were in our room in short order.
THE ROOMS
The rooms are exactly as they appear
in the pictures on the various web sites. Our first room (yes, we had
two) was the first building to the left of the prude pool, Room 1231.
We had the slightest of puddles under the AC unit, a few of those tiny ants,
and only one bedside mat. The TV worked and we had the Playboy
channel. One big advantage to the location was that Cindy could get
her breakfast at the dinning room and bring it back to the room. The
only bad thing was it is very close to the Employee-Only area where
everything gets carted for cleaning, etc. There was constant noisy
traffic of wheelbarrow carts going back and forth and staff shouting to each
other. Although this went on at hours, it really only bothered us when
it woke us up in the morning. Our second night we got a call at 10
p.m. that we had to move immediately because they were going to do work on
the room. Cindy talked them into waiting until the next morning, so we
went to the front desk after packing our stuff only to find that no one at
the front desk, even the manager, had any idea what we were talking about.
However, they agreed to move us to a beachfront room for our troubles and
said someone would be by to move our bags in ten minutes. I sent my
wife off to the beach and settled in for some Playboy TV because ten minutes
in Jamaican time can be awhile. An hour later the doorman knocks on the
door, apologizes, and takes me right to our new beachfront room, 1222.
This is practically on Sandals, but No Problem, Mon; its a very short walk
to the nude beach. The room was identical except for the outstanding
view, two floor mats, no ants, no Playboy, no AC puddle, and a little
post-shower water on the floor. The location also made for a very
quite room. There are now coffee pots in every room, which was a big
plus to me. We only took one cold shower the whole week and the water
pressure was better then we have a home. The multi-headed shower
stalls are fun once you figure out the controls, which makes for a comical
time all by itself.
THE FACILITY
Its not the best nor the worst we
ever experienced, but it was so much nicer than we expected based on the
message boards. Overall, we rate the facility a B. There are
still some little things they could do to improve such as actual paper towel
dispensers rather then sitting the roll on the counter or on a post thats
ready to fall off. My only gripe was the so-called Internet Caf.
Since we were never able to get the AT&T card to work on the room phone,
this was our only way to communicate with our kids. Hedo charges a
flat rate for various time increments from 15 minutes to one hour. We
didnt discover until after we paid that they track none of it and anyone
can go on the computers anytime. They only had one working computer, which
was usually was being used by a staff member who was in no rush to be done
for a guest. So we had to spend a great deal of time walking back and forth
to the lobby and then waiting to get on the computer once a day for five
minutes. Next time we will rent a cell phone at the airport for the week,
outgoing calls only. Cindy thinks the only important suggestion for
the management is to install jets all around the hot tub at just the right
height so the person in the water can have a thrill while thrilling the
person sitting on the edge (See PDAs). Although this an advantage for
the ladies, all will benefit.
One interesting note: the day the
Lifestyle group arrived suddenly beach mats appeared on every beach lounger
and new sand was spread on the beach. Someone told us the group
demanded this as part of their terms for bringing the group back to Hedo.
True or not, it only makes a certain amount of business sense for them to do
this type of thing for everyone.
THE FOOD
Even though Ive spent years eating
mass produced cafeteria style food and Cindy is not at all picky, we found
the food severely lacking (think Hamburger Helper). We later learned that
Hedo lost its head chef and had no one at the helm in the kitchen that week.
Although we did not have the opportunity, some of our friends ate at the
Japanese Hibachi restaurant and said the food was good although rather salty
from all the sauce. We had two meals at Pastafari. The first was
meal was exquisite and the second was not as good but still much better than
the dinning room. The midnight meals were mostly burgers and a few
assorted items that did the job at that hour. We never went to the
dinning room for lunch because Roberts Grill is just too good to be missed.
Maybe its just sitting under the Jamaican sun, nakkid with a great group of
friends, but his burgers, toasted cheese with bacon and tomato, and fries,
especially when theyre slightly overdone, are just out of this world.
The afternoon jerk chicken rush is not to be missed.
THE STAFF
In addition to our little room game,
there were other situations where the front desk staff appeared to not
communicate with each other. M arranged to have access to his room few
a few hours after checkout, but then when he got back to the room there was
a message that he would owe $100 for staying past checkout. Another
call and it was all good. If you do anything out of the ordinary, get
the name of the person with whom you spoke or no one will remember anything
you arranged. One night we were waiting in the lobby for the group to
go out for dinner. The tour desk lady called me into her office and
said we had to pay her for the taxi before we left. Since I wasnt in
charge of our little band of miscreants, I told her I would say something
when the others got there. One of them told me we just pay the driver
direct and dont need to pay Hedo staff also. However, these were
minor things and everyone was friendly throughout.
Overall the staff was very nice. The
ECs were high energy and always took the time to joke around or talk to you.
It always cracked us up when one of them would walk through the nude beach
yelling about starting a game and everyone would just lay on their lounge
chairs. The best was when RayRay tried to get people going with his
repeated yelling that he needed bitch slapped. At one time or another
every EC spent time sitting around and talking with our motley crew.
One in particular spent a lot of time lying around with us. She usually
started with me until she complained about my thing being against her and
moved to lie between my wifes legs. Now I may have had some fantasies
going in, but that just didnt do it for me. She often went so far as
to ask for food or drinks when one of the clan was going to for a round.
Sometimes it was a little much depending on our mood, but overall it was
kinda cute.
The bartenders will treat you well and
will treat you even better if you do the same. Act like they are a
friend doing you a favor rather then someone who is supposed to wait on you.
It makes all the difference when you talk to them about their lives, how
their doing, etc. After a couple days I finally told Delroy that Id
been reading about him for years and it was great to finally meet him.
He gave me a big smile, the secret Hedo handshake (which I screwed up) and
asked my name. I often went to the bar with a big smile and an I
dont know what I want, surprise me or My lady is in the mood for some
kind of vodka drink. They always whipped up something delicious and
told me the name in case we wanted it again. One guy butted up to the
bar and asked Delroy for something strong in a very demanding voice. I
think he walked off with kerosene. A similar thing happened in the
disco one night when a guy rush up to the bar and demanded a pen and paper
while the bartender was taking my order. The guy went away
empty-handed. I joked with the bartender about it and ended up with an
extra strong drink. The ever-so-cool Robert was the same. This
poor guy works so hard since he is the only guy at the grill on the crowded
nude beach (while three guys stand idle at the prude side grill). A
couple of times I asked him if it would be better if I came back a little
later. No problem, mon, he always had my order ready and gave me a
warm the hedo shake and come back soon.
CLOTHING, THEME NIGHT OUTFITS, AND
SLUTWEAR
When we were trying to get information
before our trip, this had to be the most confusing area. Everyone told
us dont worry about it, wear what you want. Now it makes sense.
On any given night you saw people wearing stuff that would be appropriate
for Sandals or the cover of Fredricks of Hollywood. Cindy bought
stuff that she would never wear back home. By the end of the week, she
wished she had gone more daring. Our last night there after we
returned from an off resort restaurant, we went to the piano bar.
Cindy had on a black tank top under a sheer black top. In very short
order, she took of the tank top and she did it with half the piano bar
watching. The men are at a distinct disadvantage in this area. I
dressed for PJ and Toga night. Otherwise it was shorts and nightclub
shirts. PJ and Toga are the biggest theme nights when the most people
wear the outfits of the evening. Many of the ladies wore outfits
appropriate for PJ night every night.
TOO MUCH STUFF
We took every frickin little thing
ever mentioned on the message boards. We had a whole suitcase devoted
to nothing but Stuff (body paints, clothespins, silly string, etc.).
Now, here is what we actually used: a raft (youll love the raft youll
understand shortly), 2 big ass (34oz) mugs, straws (Delroy runs out
sometimes), sunscreen, personal toys and batteries, personal lubricant (hey,
its a whole week, you know, friction and all), a clock, gold cord for two
toga belts, three safety pins for my toga, water shoes, body glitter,
sunglasses, a small beach bag, and a camera.
RAFT WARS
We took a great raft. It was a
double with headrests and cup holders and disconnected in the middle to use
separately or lay head-to-head or head-to-toe. We also wrote our names
and dates boldly all over the raft. Despite this, everyday someone
would take the raft. One day a couple took over the raft. We
noticed and didnt mind them using it. However, the man started taking
the air out of it. I waded my way out and told them we didnt mind if
they used it, but please leave in the air. The next day a woman
grabbed it walked off the beach with it. My wife chased her down and
got a litany of foul language for asking that it be kept on this beach.
Nevertheless, we definitely got our use out of it, and it was well worth it.
Another couple in our group also got good use out of it. Thanks for
the show, guys. Youre welcome for the cheers of encouragement that
broke the rhythm and starting things again. If having constant access
to your raft is important to you, keep it close by.
THE LIFESTYLE
We were told how many a tear has been
shed and a fight overheard because couples didnt lay out the ground rules
before they left or someone tries to do a spur of the moment change of the
ground rules. We booked our trip for the first week in Jan based on
our work schedules. We didnt really learn that Jan was Lifestyles
month until later. Although there were some there during our week, the
main group didnt start arriving until our next to last day. We were
told it really picks up in the second week of Jan, mostly lifestylers in the
third week, and a steady departure through the last week. Once we
booked and realized the possibilities, we had a serious talk about
boundaries in general. Actually we had quite a few talks, some serious some
fun. You have to admit it is an intriguing subject. Bottom line
was this trip was for us. We set the rules and stuck with them.
We had lots of fun with people we knew were into the life and who knew we
were not. Just in case youre curious, they are willing to talk about
it. We also had a couple of offers on separate nights in the hot tub.
Maybe they were just being really friendly and we misread the signals.
Um, dont think so. One night I was kneeling down in the water with my
back to the center of the tub while my wife was sitting on the bench that
lines the tub. Hands were moving, etc, etc. She told me
later that the woman of a couple across the tub gave her the come here
finger curl. Cindy did the typical who me - point to self. Nod
and more finger curls. Surprised look on her face with a no thank
you head shake and that was the end of that. The next night were
sitting in a different area but in the same position, guess we liked it that
way. I felt a womans hand (oh, please let it be a womans hand) grab
my left arm and start pulling it towards her. I pulled it back, looked
up and saw the couple next to us. A simple smile and a quite no thank
you and I went back to my lady. A moment later - same thing only a
little firmer. Same response from me just slightly louder. After
that they moved to another part of the hot tub.
WALLIES, VINNIES, AND PRUDES
Clothed people walked through the
beach throughout the day. Most of them just passed through for a
general curiosity tour can you blame them. The only time security
said anything was when two guys parked themselves in loungers and didnt
undress for quite awhile. Wallies and vinnies are easy to spot and are
pretty much kept at a distance by most. They will get verbal jousts to
get them going in the right direction. Unfortunately, they usually
dont catch on. The single guys are either there to have a good time
and if they hook up, great, if not, they still have a blast, or they are
there because theyve fallen for the hype that this is the Promised Land
where anyone can get laid. Again, its easy to spot the difference.
SAFETY
Lets face it, people, Hedo is full of
individuals who are under the influence, oversexed, horny, or various
combinations there of. Man, its a great place! Overall there
are no problems, but no reason to take a chance. During the day when
one of the women left the group we made a mental note of the time and where
she was going. If she didnt reappear in the right timeframe we did a
quick scan of the area until we saw where she was. If we didnt see
her someone went alookin. At night we never let the ladies go
anywhere without an escort. The greatest majority of people there are
about having fun and respect. Im confident people would come to
someones aid if needed. But, just like home, it only takes one.
Overall there are no problems, but no reason to take a chance.
GETTING NAKED, BEING NAKKID, NAKED
BODIES ALL AROUND, THE EVER DREADED BONER, and every other thing you worried
about that should be shed with your clothes. (Or otherwise titled,
its about time he got to the good stuff)
As soon as we got to our room we
packed our little beach bag, I put on swim trucks, Cindy put on a red bikini
and wrap she bought just for the trip (things are changing already because
she never wore a bikini before) and off we went. We went to the first
lounger after the famous nude beach sign and were about to strip when she
said she needed a towel. After a good chuckle and a towel trip to the
prude pool, we were right back where we started. She held that towel
like a schoolgirl holding her books to hide her new bobbies and down the
nude beach we went. Next thing I knew, the towel was tossed aside and
from that moment on we hated wearing clothing.
The bodies on the nude beach run the
absolute gamut. Like someone once said, imagine everyone at the
grocery store naked. There are young and old alike with very hard
bodies to really soft bodies in all age groups. The majority of both
men and women are shaved to some extent. Although there may be some
private like or dislike this or that conversations, the environment is so
nonjudgmental, natural, and comfortable you wont think twice about being
naked after a couple minutes. Everyone is so comfortable, youll see
things that will just crack you up such as two men having a conversation
where one is standing and the other is sitting so his face is right at
crotch level. The fact that it becomes so normal is the reason there
is no need to fear the dreaded beach boner. It generally doesnt
happen. If it does, just lay back and relax, no problem. Or get your
favorite lady to lazily stroke it.
PDAs (We came, we saw, we gave)
We did a little tour of the nude area
as soon as we got there and saw a couple having a good time in the grotto.
Welcome to Hedo! During the day things are pretty subdued.
Youll see couples lazily touching each other as they lay on a lounge chair
or a raft. There is the occasional oral on a raft out by the ropes.
One day my sweet lady and I drifted out to the rope and held onto it while
we caressed and soaked up the sun. My fingers did the walking until
she felt the waves not from the ocean. She was in the process of
offering her services when I noticed a couple who had been floating nearby
was suddenly right beside us. The woman appeared to be asleep and the
guy was looking at us with a laser stare. Watching is cool.
Doing the find-the-picture-within-the-picture stare is not. Most of
the action we saw was in the hot tub just after sunset. The beach/pool
folks move there to bring a relaxing end to their days activities.
Things would start with nice caressing then mostly oral activities with one
person sitting on the edge and the other still partially in the water.
Anything beyond that was usually below the waterline and you had to use your
imagination based on the movement. It was mostly couples staying
together. There were a few threesomes and some swapping. One guy
sat about a foot away and stared motionlessly as a woman was getting a
tongue bath. Again, staring - not cool. Most of it was very
sensual and a playful prelude until the couple left for the room. We
only did the late night hot tub scene twice and both times were dull.
One night it was just a subdued crowd. Another night there was only a
few couples and a half dozen single men who were wading around the center of
the tub in aimless circles. Many people will leave their doors and
blinds open at night. We didnt see anything other than people
changing. We did our best to contribute one night with the lights on,
the window and blinds open, and the sounds of the ocean in the background.
Our last night and partial day there we saw some blatant activities both in
the night club and on the beach during the day. These were more like
public displays of porn than erotic or sensual, but, hey, just our opinion.
It was a bit like a car wreck we just couldnt look away. Plus it
gave us a good source for the giggles. There were never any efforts by
staff or security to stop any of the activities and there is no doubt that
they saw things.
DAYTIME ACTIVITIES
We remember what happened on our first
and last day. The rest are just a big blur of fun. After our
first foray into public nudity and our self guided tour we tried to find our
e-mail friends within the sea of naked bodies. Damn, you people look
nothing like your photos. Is it the clothes? Not seeing them, we
let sand gravity take its course and talked with some people around us.
After multiple trips to the bar and a great deal of is that them we met up
with J and L and E. Fellow newbies, they assured us that everything we
had worried about was wasted energy and we would have the greatest of times.
A little later Cindy and I make another trip to the bar. I received a
greeting not soon to be forgotten. A man pointing at my happy place
and exclaiming, Daryl, Id recognize you anywhere. Its J! His
sweet lady M rushes around the bar and we all exchange big naked hugs.
Quick introductions with the rest of the group, a round of WooWoos, and its
all a wonderful blur from there. Many an hour was spent on the beach
or in the pool just relaxing and/or carrying on.
Keep an eye out for Augustus. He
is fanatical about his beach being clean and got on us one day about a neat
little pile of cigarette butts on the sand. He immediately brought an
ashtray and a little table. He is also very playful. He carries
a long palm leaf and tickles you so you think its a bug. His favorite
activity is to put his arm around your lady and call for security because
youre trying to steal his beautiful woman. He and J have a long time
friendly feud that was a source of entertainment as J hid his tools or
splashed him with glasses of water.
Although we enjoyed watching the few
beach games (they may not have done many because the resort was only about
half full.), Cindy didnt participate in any and I only did one. After
rounds of various drinking games, mostly sexual (dont worry, just words) EC
Sunshine, T, R, some total strangers, and I know more intimate details about
each other then we probably should.
There are daily newcomer tours that
include the nude side. No need to take it, youll find everything on
your own. When they walked through, clothed of course, K would lead a
rousing chant of Show your tits. When the EC told us to stop, it was
a tour, the chant would change to Never mind. Everyone laughed at
this including the embarrassed tour group. Unfortunately, no one
followed the order.
V and S snatched up the floating dock
and invited the group out. M and V filled a raft with drinks and we
all spent a lazy afternoon at our own floating fortress.
After placing an order with the
lobster man in his little canoe on the adjacent beach, we waded out into the
water and walked among schools of tropical fish. We fed them with some
rolls from Roberts grill. A challenge ensued as we tossed bread at
each other to find out just how friendly the fish would get.
One day M negotiated a ride for all of
us on one of the drug boats that frequently hang out just past the
swimming area ropes. We put our life in his hands when we piled into his
rickety boat. After practically running over the people on the beach
as he drove the boat right into the sand at Margaritaville, we ordered what
turned out to be the most expensive round of drinks we could ever imagine.
We walked the beach, took in the sights and stopped at every bar along the
way. When we reached the chain of resorts, we tried to get served at
every bar only to be chased off by security. When one security guard asked
for identification to prove we were from Hedo, K dropped his shorts and
proved it with his lack of tan lines. M mooned a wedding party.
In gracious fashion, he introduced himself first. Two of the ladies
played out the lesbian version of From Here to Eternity on the Sandals
beach. Supposedly the Sandals men ran back to their rooms to get their
cameras. I didnt notice since there were more interesting things to
watch. You can only tell the boundary of one resort from another by
the small guard shacks. As we reentered Hedo we noticed that were the
only resort enclosed with a chainlink fence and barbed wire facing inhmmm
trying to keep the animals in the zoo?
NIGHTTIME ACTIVITIES
There is always a break between the
end of the day and the start of the evening activities. Its a nice
chance for some serious quality alone time back in the room. People
are often late meeting back up for the evening because theyre engaged in
more interesting endeavors.
Robert gave us a very educational
lesson on the proper technique for handling fatty as we ended a late day at
the nude beach.
Going down the waterslide in the dark
and nakkid is a kick-ass ride. Thanks for the push, M.
We had the honor of seeing Winstons
farewell show at the Piano Bar. He sang various numbers for us, told
us some memories, received a farewell ditty from K, and ended with the
oh,-so-appropriate, My Way. Another honor was bestowed upon the
group when we witnessed Ks debut Piece by Piece strip tease.
We spent a number of nights having a
blast in the disco. Thank you for the dance, M. Please, oh,
please may I have another? Later, two of the male ECs were working on
some dance moves in the alcove. A couple of us slid in close to them
and were copying the steps. Then the dance off began. If they
got ahead of us, they would slow it down and show the moves. Next
thing I knew it was just the three of us and when I looked up most of the
disco had stopped dancing and were watching us. I hung with them for
awhile, but theyre just too damn good. Cindy, who usually doesnt
dance, wouldnt stop moving.
All the after dinner shows are good.
The best was the circus night which starts in the main dinning room and
moves to the beach. Dont miss it.
One night the crew piled into a van
for a road trip to the Rock House Restaurant. As the waves crashed
against the cliff wall, we had the best meal of the entire trip and laughed
the entire time. Its impossible to describe how an overflowed
restaurant toilet can keep a bunch of grown people in roaring laughter for
almost an hour.
THINGS WE WOULD DO DIFFERENTLY
Cindy wants her first night back.
She is normally an early-to-bed kinda gal, plus the days travel wiped her
out. After seeing how every minute can be chock full of fun, she wants
to start over and get that night back.
We were going to do the nude catamaran
cruise and based on the fun bunch of people who all planned to go, it would
have been the highlight of the trip. A cold front moved in the night
before which caused high winds and waves so the trip was cancelled.
All was not lost it was another great beach day. The catamaran trip
is a must-do next time.
Whatever your mind altering substance
of choice, dont overdo it or you may miss some great times. Unknown
to me, Cindy had my special night in the hot tub all planned out, but all
I could do was go back to the room and lay down.
There are so many other things we
didnt do like a Hobie Cat ride or Cindy hitting the waterslide.
Whats great about that is we have more to look forward to for our next
trip.
THE PEOPLE
Although we would have had a great
time just the two of us, the people made it a superfantastic trip.
Sometimes the message boards make it sound like you meet someone and youre
instant bosom buddies. Its just like back home only accelerated.
Overall, the people are so much more open, relaxed, and friendly. You
will meet and develop a friendship in a short time. Even with the
prior contact and the acceptance of an established group of repeaters, we
still spent a day or two holding back on the outside of the circle. It
always takes a little time to get to know people. You will talk to
some people and do nothing more than a passing greeting when you see them
again. Of course, you will also talk to some people whom you (or they)
know you wont want to talk to again. There is no question that if you
put forth a little effort, you will make friends who will make your trip.
OUR SPECIAL PEOPLE (In order of
appearance from the very beginning.)
These folks are responsible for all
our great adventures and we cant wait to mash it up with all of them again:
J and M. Youll be hard pressed
to meet sweeter people. J was my first email buddy and told us so many
helpful hints and assured us on any of our reservations. The spirit of
the greeting we received from them continued through the entire trip.
Not only did they take care of us before and during our trip, they showed us
what it really means to be a couple. Youve never seen two people who
have been together for so many years and are still so intensely into each
other like brand new lovers.
J and L. As fellow newbies, J
and I spent many an hour emailing our hopes and fears about or first Hedo
experience. Unfortunately, we only had our first day together since
they left the next morning. Albeit short, we had a great time together
and they assured us we would experience nothing but the good times.
K and V. K kept us laughing and
V kept us on track. K always had something to crack us up. Even
when he could have been cranky, he would set off on a hilarious monolog of
the events that got him there. Sweet V was instrumental in keeping our
band of characters in good times. When no one else would make a
decision on what to do, she would get us going with a lovely smile, gentle
order, and round of Woo Woos.
M. This guy sets the example for
any single man at Hedo. He could party, push you to pass what you
thought were your limits, and always remain the consummate gentlemen.
We understand there may be a pretty lady on his arm during his next trip
lucky gal. C will stop crying soon.
T and R. Tom inspired us all by
participating in every activity. Even in the tantalizing Hedo
environment, R maintained a delightful innocence. Dont worry T; we
took good care of R while you were off giving those tennis lessons.
G and K. It was amazing how
these guys could cut loose and still have so much class. We were
amazed that G would ever want to leave the room based on Ks designer
slutwear.
Cindy (Yup, I saved the best for
last). More then anyone else our trip was fantastic because of her.
Its hard to imagine that any woman has ever made such a rapid and dramatic
change during their very first week at Hedo. Some in the group were
amazed to learn it was her first trip. Even though weve been together
over twenty years, we learned so many new things about each other. If
you want to see the luckiest guy, look me up. I got to fall in love
again with a brand new woman and she was already my wife.
LEAVING (It had to happen sometime)
The day before our departure, we
decided to fly back on TimAir. We were able to get on the same flight
as M. This was the perfect way to end the trip. The views were
spectacular and the ride in the small plane was exhilarating. Its
like the commercial we only saved an hour, spent some extra money, the
experience priceless. The three of us knocked back a couple beers
before we parted ways for our separate flights home. C and I spent the
entire flight and drive home talking of nothing other then the best vacation
of our lives. We cant wait to get back.