Trip Report  

I don’t know if either one of us remembers how our journey to Hedonism began.  I imagine some may believe it started with a character flaw.  Just kidding.  Seems like it started with Mark seeing an ad the newspaper for Hedo.  Then came the Internet search, months later.  We had the great fortune to find Denny’s web site and the rest is history, as they say.

 

We started chatting in Denny’s Den.  Right away we were struck by how friendly everyone was.  Everyone was talking about the upcoming WWW.  I know it wasn’t the intent, but it made us want to do everything we could to make it to WWW.  See, brainwashing does work.  When I asked everyone in the chatroom if they thought it was too late to book, this was in May, everyone said give it a try.  Denny said, “Call Lance.”  I did and within a day or two we were all set.

 

Preparations took weeks.  Mark shopped online for “slutwear” and we did some real time shopping as well.  At an adult boutique near Seattle, I told the salesclerk where we were going and she nearly turned green with envy.  I guess I was surprised how really well known Hedo is. 

 

We continued to chat in Denny’s Den, getting to know everyone.  That was the best.  I really felt like we would be among friends when we arrived, and we were.

 

After the flight from hell, ( I won’t bore anyone with that story again) we arrived in Mobay.  Immigration was a breeze thanks to our having passports and customs was even easier.  We had reservations on AirNegril and were taken right away to the hanger to wait for the plane.  That was a thrill!  I’ve flown a lot but never on a plane that SMALL.  We got to the resort about 3pm.  I was totally numb and clueless about what to do.  Shaka sat us down and said they’d get right to us.  It took about an hour before we got our room.  I think it had to do with the number of guests checking in at that time and the new computers the staff was learning to use.  But that hour gave us a chance to meet Shelli, Denny, Dave and Nina.  We also got to meet Marc while waiting.  I wasn’t sure who the heck this guy was, telling us that some people check out so late and it throws everyone off so, screw them, just do the same thing when you check out.  I remembered that a week later when it came time to leave.  When’s check out time?  Whenever I haul my butt outta the room, that’s when. 

 

Well, at this rate, this report will go on forever and heck, you guys were there so you know what went on.  I’ll just highlight.

 

Loved the hottub at night.  Wish the Sex Police had been on vacation though.  The pool was our home during the day.  I could hardly support my body weight by the end of the week because of all the time we spent floating.  Mark kept doing his cloud dance and it must have worked cause we got plenty rain during the week.  Not that anyone really noticed.  The wet t-shirt contest was a lot of fun... to watch.  We did a morning cat cruise which was excellent.  Gave us time to chat with Denny and Diane and Dave and Nina.  First time snorkling nude for us.  Totally enjoyed that.  On the way back I got the foot massage that Kathy recommended.  Oh my... $20 well spent.  Returned to the back of the boat to see a handful of ladies trying to pee on Dave’s sea urchin speared foot.  There must be pictures of Anita putting him out of his misery, aren’t there?  PJ Night and Toga Night were great fun.  Everyone turned out in their “finest”.  Denny’s roast was a stroke of genius.  It got all of us together to honor the man who gives so much of himself for all of us.  Thanks to Sharon and the Baron for making it a special event for everyone.  We visited the piano bar twice during the week.  It’s a great place for some songs and lots of laughs.  We dined at Pastafari’s twice as well.  It’s nice to eat out of the heat and humidity once in a while.The food is nicely done and the service is excellent.  Of course, our dining companions both times made it even better.  The evening cat cruise was fabulous.  Jay, I don’t blame you for backing out of that jump off the cliff!  Mooning Rick’s was not to be missed, even “flashed” them for good measure.  Wish we could see those pictures.  The back of the boat was the place to be on the return trip.  Steve took foot massaging to a whole new level and I do have pictures of that!  Saturday we went parasailing with Denny and Diane.  That was totally awesome.  Denny took great video for us and Diane took super snapshots.  I didn’t remember it until we watched the video but just as we were about to be “launched”  Diane yells to us, “If you die can I have your kids?”  I said sure!  If you knew our kids Diane, you would have thought twice!  That afternoon we took part in the body painting.  Kathy saved our hides, literally, by loaning us a body brush to get the paint off.  Through out the week I think we all enjoyed playing the celebrity look alike game... who can forget seeing Bob Vila in backless black leather short shorts at PJ night.  We also had a Bill Clinton, with a British accent, Stephen King, Halle Berry, Mr.Bean, Hurly Heywood, a young Natalie Wood and Dan Akroyd.  And of course our own Baron as a Barry White sound a like at the Piano Bar one evening.  I’m getting shivers just thinking about that.

 

There are somethings I would do differently...pack less underwear!  You just don’t need ‘em.  And next time we’ll try harder to make it into Negril to see the “sights”. And, honestly, I don’t see much room of improvement.  The food in the dining room isn’t what you’d find at a 5 star restaurant but I’ll tell you what, the jerk chicken at the grill next to the nude pool can’t be beat. And what the rooms lack in amenities they make up in mirrors.  :-)

 

Writing this and reading the trip reports from December’s WWW has made me miss you all even more.  Shelli and Chris, you two are the best.  And anytime you need a Pepsi after a beer drinking contest, I hope I’m there to get if for you Shelli.  Dave and Nina, thanks for helping two virgins feel at home and for taking us shopping at the “mall”.   You’re a super couple.  Miss you bunches.  Hedo Jay, how many birthdays have you had since you got home?  Bet no one else offered a double butt chug to celebrate.  Steph and Boomer, didn’t hook up with you two until our last night there.  Loved hangin’ with you until the sun came up Sunday morning.  Travis and Lisa, Roger and Judi, Shaunda and Steve, Ken and Toni (sorry about that icy grope Ken), Kathy and Greg, the CIA, FBI and ATF... I have wonderful memories of all of you.  Everyone I haven’t mentioned, I apologize.  I had a bad case of fresh water gravity and hardly made it away from the pool and hot tub.  But be warned, you’re all on my list of people to get to know better next time. 

 

It’s impossible to put the feeling of Hedo into words.  It’s an entirely different world, one warmly embraces everyone.  But as most things in life, you get out of it what you put into it.  We had the times of our lives and who could help it, being around so many fun and wonderful people.  We are totally looking forward to WWW2000!!!  See ya there!!!