Nick & Frances

Nick and Frances: Hedo Exiles Report 6/12/07-6/20/07

 

Before details of the trip-the comparison most people probably want to know about:

 

Hedo II vs. Hedo III

 

Rooms: Hedo III- bar none. Remote controlled AC, hot-tubs in every room, lots of space.

 

Food: Hedo II- Anyone who complains about the cuisine at Hedo II really ought to see the other side. Greasy omelets, bad coffee, and water at every meal that tastes like pure chlorine. The only dishes that were tolerable were the roasted pig and duck served at dinner a couple of nights. Food at II was good-though Munasan has changed their appetizers from our last trip to some calamari and seaweed concoction that wasn’t great-but ya gotta love the green tea ice cream! Pastafari at III seems to be the same.

 

Staff: Tie. The grounds crew, EC’s, etc are undeniably hard workers and friendly at both places. At II, you can miss a year as we did and people will greet you with a huge smile the minute you’re back. III appears to be the same way. Management really ought to emulate its staff’s commitment to knowing the guests.

 

Facilities/Layout: Hedo II (surprise!)  Hedo III is a beautiful place-you can tell there was careful planning that went into almost every aspect of it. The snaking pools and waterslide are great, and everything has that fresh feeling. That said, the beach is nearly non-existent, and I think it hurts the atmosphere. Whereas at II you can be a pool person or a beach bum and never have to visit the other place, at III you’re forced to plop in a pool at some point to get a drink. Also, the quad area at III, while nice in that it is truly c/o, is just not conducive to what we consider the Hedo atmosphere (it could have something to with the nonstop blasting music that runs 24/7). Hedo II, with its longer beach, quieter speakers, and hidden hot tubs offers places of respite for folks wanting to get away from the party-at Hedo III, you’re more or less stuck with the Spring Break atmosphere wherever you go.

 

Ambience/Overall Experience/Bottom Line:  Hedo II

 

 To us, the difference between Hedo II and III is the same as Coke Classic vs. New Coke. Sure, the newer one might taste better and have prettier packaging, but you just can’t Beat the Real Thing. II is a place of options-mellow or wild, Spring Break or Honeymoon. III felt to us like Spring Break on steroids. If that’s what you dig, you may want to check out the New Coke Hedo, but give us our Classic.

 

Actual Trip Report

 

Note: Being as we’ve already pointed out much of our aggravation at Hedo Mgt. on the board already, we intend to keep it to a minimum here. Also, any omissions or time-sequence errors are solely our own and due to exhaustion and lost brain cells.

 

-          Tuesday: Left for BDL Hartford at 3 AM-arrived in MBJ around 130 and were at Hedo II at about 3. Not less than 5 minutes in room, knock on door, a guy (name not remembered) brings us “towels for the pool”. Asks what we want. I say a dance with MaryJane for $20 would be nice. 5 minutes later I’m in possession of the freshest ounce of ganja I have ever seen.  Quasi-unpacked before running nekkid to the pool where we met up with a lot of folks from our last excursion. Lasted the whole week. 20 minutes later, a torrential downpour hits and we’re back in the room to sleep until dinner. It was the only rain we saw the entire trip.  Dinner was fun-if only because we were greeted by nearly everyone who we had seen 2 years ago! There’s something beautiful about a place where you can miss a year, come back, and see all the same people. Caught up on some things before heading over to the piano bar with some of the Beach Rangers before PJ night. Frances continued her 3-year PJ winning streak, getting 2nd place for ‘Most Revealing’ for a crotchless corset number.

 

-          Wednesday: Bumming around the pool and getting reacquainted. Some random, stoned picture-taking. Repeaters party where we first spoke to Ms. Clarke regarding our exile and options.

 

 

-          Thursday morning meeting with Ms. Clarke. Details on all that transpired can be read in the message board threads. After breakfast, hit the pool for a bit before our erotic photography class that was taught by the talented Thomas. Got a few beach shots before security intervened. People tried to plead the case, but the line was ‘If I let you do it, then everyone will…etc.’ So we retreated to the Garden and then the prude wading pool for some more photography. Interestingly, we were probably at the wading pool for at least 45 minutes before a watersports staff member told us to put clothes on. This is all the more ironic given that what I’d consider the more NC-17 shots were done there. Such is the nature of Hedo rules. More poolside lounging before Toga Night, which itself was rather pathetic in terms of participation. Chalk it up to the low occupancy.

 

-          Friday: Pleasantly surprised to learn of our 2 free days of compensation on our next trip. Set the tone for a fine day of beach bumming. Naked water sliding at night. It was the only time we saw the slide open all week. Still there’s nothing like going down it nekkid and high at midnight! Karaoke night in the piano bar where Nick performs his apparently much remembered and requested Guns N Roses staple ‘Sweet Child O’Mine’. It was also this day that we were informed of the nasty stomach Hedo Crud going around that week after it felled 2 folks we knew. Unfortunately, Frances would get infinitely more acquainted with it.

 

 

-          Saturday: The Exile begins. Goodbyes to all the folks departing home and the traditional Moon Hill salute as we departed on our bus. Took in the scenery en route to the New Coke Hedo. It was at our pit stop that Frances first felt the Hedo Crud. Won’t go into everything it does-save to say that you get very acquainted with the porcelain God. 21/2 hours later we arrive at out new home only find that we were too early for check-in! Ended up exploring before going to the Reggae Café (which is actually a real, discernable place at HIII) for lunch before waiting another 45 minutes before we get to our rooms. Some sunning on the Quad prior to “orientation” and then dinner under the stars near the main dining room. Karaoke redux at night. Hedo III has a much larger selection of songs than HII. This is also when Frances begins to feel the Hedo Crud Virus. Early Turn-In.

 

-          Sunday: Hedo Crud attacks full force. Frances running a fever and pale. Visit to the nurse’s station. Told that she was dehydrated and given something akin to dry Gatorade packets. Crashes the rest of the day while Nick smokes ganja and goes to karaoke briefly.

 

 

-          Monday: Fellow exiles Jesse and Debbie have the good fortune to run into a doctor who was vacationing there. Checks out Frances. Says it was likely a virus picked up but nothing more serious. Frances takes some Advil and we lay out in the shady spot in the beach area for a little bit. Pictures at sunset, I will say that Hedo III has some great snapshot areas for shutterbugs.

 

-          Tuesday: Hedo Crud withers away as we say goodbye to some of our departing exiles. Spend the rest of the day beachside and poolside trying to just soak in as much as we can before the inevitable packing. PJ night Part II- Anyone who thinks the disco is deafening at Hedo II ain’t heard (or not heard) anything. Party seems dead so we watch Jesse go down the waterslide a couple of times before going off to do some dirty photo shoots, check out our private hot-tub and pack.

-          Wednesday: On the bus to MBJ at 10AM for what was supposed to be a 2PM flight. Waited 20 minutes in USAir line to find out flight would be delayed a half hour, and that our connector in Charlotte was delayed too. Mull around the airport. Hit terminal only to find there are “electrical problems” with plane and we would face another hour delay. 2 hours later, still no luck and it looks like all 190 of us will be staying at the Ritz Carlton in MB. 6PM-Suddenly we are boarding!! A lot of folks will be missing their connecting flights in Charlotte, and conveniently USAir can’t find lodging for anyone. Luckily, we are re-routed on another delayed flight to Hartford. Get into Hartford at 1AM and back home at 3AM, thus completing a bizarre synergy from when we left.

 

So that’s the summary. Observations, lessons learned:

 

-          Whatever we may think of management, the staff at Hedo are phenomenal people who work hard and are always willing to engage in conversation, and help out.

-          Hedo creates solidarity among guests that I doubt you will find at many other places of social gathering. If you go for anything else (save sex), it has to be this.

-          You haven’t really had a vacation experience till you’ve been sick on one (Nick learned this years ago, now Frances has)

-          USAir is the antichrist.

-          We can live with 2 free nights.

-          You can’t beat the original brand, whether it’s soda or resorts.

Nick & Frances