7/10/01-7/17/01 WWW Group
I intended to write a perfectly normal trip report, but
something went seriously wrong! This
is a book. Dont feel like you
have to read it. I wanted to cut
it down, but John thought that some people might enjoy it.
This incredible journey began 5 months ago. When John first mentioned Hedo II, my initial response was, Hell no! But as I read Chriss book and started reading Dennys board, I became convinced that it was the only party in town. The WWW group was going about the same time, so we arranged our trip to overlap. We didnt want our trip to end on the 14th since it would be Johns birthday. In hindsight, I think we would still do it that way, but there are pros and cons both ways. The anticipation nearly killed us (knowing everyone else was there and we werent) and the resort was totally different after most of the WWW crew left. We also missed the welcome party and the wet t-shirt contest, but enjoyed the quiet time after the group left. To anyone considering a first visit, email people first! We did and it made our trip even more special. We had alone time when we wanted it, and we could party with friends when we wanted to. It was the best of both worlds. We thought we had a pretty good idea of what to expect from reading the boards and the book, but we didnt have a clue! The resort is nothing like the one we imagined. It was better!
Arrival Day:
We live about 4 hours from Houston and our flight was
scheduled to leave Houston at 8:05am on July 10th.
We planned to leave around 1am to allow for 4 hours of drive time, an
hour to get lost trying to find the airport, and the two required hours before
our flight. Well, we got ansy and
left around 11pm. MISTAKE!
We made really good time and got to the airport around 4am.
The Houston airport is DEAD until 6am.
This announcement kept being broadcast every ten minutes or so to not
make jokes about security. Well,
when they said that all I could think of were jokes about security!
John kept shushing me, but never managed to get me under complete
control. Tip to the ladies here:
When you buy an outfit to wear on a plane, sit down in it first!
Every time I sat down, my breasts fell out of the top of my dress.
I finally managed to find a safety pin.
We enjoyed the Air Jamaica flight except for the hour and half delay
before take off. We were in
cattle class and had no legroom to speak of, but flying is a novelty for us
and we enjoyed it. The food was
edible and the movie was awful. I
discovered Mimosas on the flight (Champaign and orange juice).
We knew that Sam and Terry were coming in about the same time and were
planning to wait for us in MoBay so that we could all ride the bus in
together. Since our flight was
delayed for so long, we were concerned that they were still waiting.
Sangster was really confusing to us.
The guy at immigration asked where we were going and when we told him,
he said, Are you sure you can handle the Zoo? and grinned.
We knew that we were in for a good time at that point.
After we checked in at the SuperClubs desk and were told that the bus
would be about 20 min., we went outside for a smoke.
While outside we met several ganja dealers, but they were very nice and
backed off when we told them we werent interested. John was dying of thirst and went to get us something to
drink while I went in to ask questions about taking a small plane.
We really wanted to get to the resort at this point.
I must have looked confused, because I was then approached by a
Jamaican man with a beautiful smile who asked what I was looking for.
He directed us to Air Link. I
asked them the price and we were told $60 per person. A small van took us to the Air Link terminal and we had our
first Red Stripe in Jamaica. It
tasted much better than the Red Stripe we had tried in the states.
We flew with another young lady. The
flight was beautiful and heart stopping on several occasions.
I thought the pilot reached out to hold on to part of the plane at one
point, but was told later that he was making an adjustment or something that
is very normal. But, it scared me
at the time. It seemed like the
plane almost stopped dead in the air upon approaching the runway, but were
once again told that this was normal later.
We went to the desk to check in and told them that we did not mind
waiting as long as we were assured a room.
The guy smiled and told us that he didnt think that would be a
problem. He told us to come back
in an hour. We were very
pleasantly surprised by how beautiful this resort is.
It was much more green and lush than we expected.
We walked into the dining room and saw a couple sitting at a table with
WWW hats on. We introduced
ourselves and discovered Dennis and Sienna much to our joy.
We sat with them for awhile while we sucked down our drinks and they
told us about the wet t-shirt contest and some of the fun we had missed.
They were a wonderful welcoming committee. (Thanks Dennis for the gift!
It went to great use!) Suddenly, Shelli and Melissa showed up and gave
us wet hugs and kisses. They went
with us when we checked in with the desk and got our keys and room assignment.
They took us to our room and when we discovered that we did not have a
key to our safe, Melissa let us lock our valuables in her safe until we could
get it straightened out. When we
were in our room getting ready to go to the nude pool,
I suddenly had a major attack of nerves.
Despite assurances from both Shelli and Mel,
I became convinced that everyone would be disgusted when they saw me
nude. I stripped off my wrap at
that point and said, See, now tell me that again!
Well, Shelli and Mel then proceeded to strip as well and started
pointing out their flaws. We were
all laughing at that point and then noticed John.
He was sitting on the bed with this huge grin on his face.
His only comment? Within two hours of being at Hedo, I have three
naked women in my room! Oh, wow!
Finally we are off to the nude pool and when we get to the steps, Mel
tears my wrap off marches me up the steps and yells, Hey everyone!
Heres Judy!! I think
I turned four shades of red and then people in the pool started chanting my
name. What an incredible way to get over your embarrassment!
It only got easier after that. I
immediately went around the cold tub and got in the water.
John and I were immediately greeted by what seemed like every person in
the pool. It was wonderful, but
names and faces were all blur for the most part that day.
I do remember hugs from Lana and Bob (we never did inflate the 69 inch
thingy) and finally meeting Mierin (we cant believe we missed the wench
walk!). Someone gave me a drink
of something and about five sips later, I realized that I was sucking on a
penis straw! We stayed in the pool until it was time to go to Pastafaris.
We ate dinner with Shelli, Chris, Mark, Clista, Denny and Diane.
It was a wonderful evening. These
are some truly exceptional people. I
think we were too quiet that night because we were still in shock.
John and I both really enjoyed our dinner, but others had problems with
what they ordered. I dont
think Ive ever eaten shrimp that big.
I lost track of how many glasses of champagne I had.
The waiter kept filling my glass whenever I took a sip.
We then went back to the room to get ready for the PJ party.
This was the first time we heard the tree frogs live.
I was in the bathroom and thought that somehow John had found an
Internet connection for his laptop! John
went as a flasher, but couldnt get the lights to stick on skin, so he
attached them to a thong. I went
as a policewoman and wore handcuffs on my wrist as a bracelet.
This led to an interesting conversation the next day when I had bruises
all up and down my arm. I tried
to explain that it was the handcuffs, but realized that people were drawing
the wrong conclusion! Oh well.
On the way in one of the coordinators wrote down my name and city and
just inside the door I was asked my name again by Diva who seemed really
tickled by my outfit, but contrary to what you read, I didnt win anything.
That was cool, because there were much better costumes there that
night. At one point a large fake
penis hit me in the face and I cuffed the owner.
That was fun! The disco
was way too crowded and hot, so we went out and talked to people by the prude
pool. We waited around and
laughed and joked and drank until the awards.
The presentation was fun to watch, but not nearly as interesting as the
pool and hot tub later. I think
it was a last night for many of the lifestylers and it was the hottest show
all week.
Wednesday, July 11th
Eric called and woke us up at 8:30am.
He was going shopping in Negril at 10:30 and wanted to know if we were
going. Since we got there too
late to sign up for the catamaran cruise with the other WWWers, we thought
that shopping would be fun. We
dressed and met Eric in the dining room. There were about ten of us in the van and the trip into town
was fascinating. I still dont
know how we avoided an accident. It
was difficult getting used to being on the left side of the road. (A little tip here, this affects more than you think.
The doors to vans and buses are on the other side as well, people also
walk on the left side of walkways, and you have to look right first when
crossing the street.) We went first to the flea market and spent way too much
money for a wood carving and a silk dress.
We thought we were prepared to barter, but we werent.
These people are good! We
went on to the HiLo grocery in town at Time Square.
We found the coffee we wanted. We
bought several pounds of Jablum at about $14.00 a pound for whole bean.
Ground was cheaper. Found
out later that you can buy it for a couple dollars cheaper at the liquor store
a few stores down. We should have
bought more and regret it now. I think we stopped at a third place, but Im
not sure. The trip only took
about 2 hours and cost us $10 each. It
is well worth it. While on this
trip, Eric made arrangements with our driver to take a group of us to Xtabi
for lobster later that night. We
got dressed up and met Mel and Eric in the lobby.
Xtabi was absolutely beautiful! We
sat at the bar first to wait for a table and Eric and Mel had a spirited
discussion with the bar tender about Jamaican currency.
We were then shown to a table on a balcony overlooking a cliff.
The view was magnificent! There
were candles on the table and the stars were incredible.
The lobster was wonderful. We
were served three tails that were fairly small, but grilled to perfection. What more can you ask for in life than good food and good
friends? I think this was black
and glow night, but Im not sure. If
it was, we went back to the room to don our stuff and then headed out.
We met up with Mel, Eric and Dick at this point.
We stayed long enough to show off our outfits and then John and I
headed for the hot tub. I took
off my glow rings at this point since I didnt want anyone to know what my
hands were doing under the water in the cold tub.
I started to shiver at some point and so we moved to the hot tub, but I
kept running away from the light. I
noticed several people (men) walking around with clothes on and staring at
everyone in the water. We
discovered later that these were probably guys with night passes.
I felt uncomfortable and we headed to the room for the night at about
2am.
Thursday, July 12th
I woke up around 6am and couldnt go back to sleep.
I woke John up briefly and told him that I would be at the nude beach. He
mumbled something and went back to sleep.
I took my book and towel and headed out.
I staked out two shady lounge chairs and laid down in one and put Johns
towel on the other. It was
wonderfully cool and it felt great lying nude on the beach under the trees.
At one point I realized that everyone I saw walking past had clothes
on. I then thought, Hey, what
if Im on the wrong beach? and nearly freaked out until I saw a security
guard and asked. She laughed at
me and said that lots of people walk the beaches in the morning in clothes and
not to worry. (A note: the only
place to find coffee on the resort in the morning was in the main dining room
or the pot in your room. If it
used to be at the nude grill, they didnt have it while we were there.)
At about 8:30, John found me and we went to breakfast.
We ate breakfast almost every day and it really is the best meal of the
day. Wait in line for the omelettes.
They are definitely worth it. The
fresh waffles are also wonderful, but be prepared.
They dont have maple syrup. The
only syrup was a thin corn syrup, I think.
While the servers do come around every now and then and refill juice,
water, and coffee, dont wait on them.
We just got it for ourselves and it was no problem.
If they happened to offer some when we wanted it, great!
We then went back to the beach after a brief stop in the room to put
sunscreen on and pick up Johns snorkel gear.
We went back to our chairs and discovered that they were no longer
shady. Oh well, I tried! We then got in the water and I discovered that mounting a
raft is not as easy as you might think. Much
to the amusement of my husband and the people on the nude beach, I fell off at
least four times. Several helpful
people starting yelling out instructions.
John really thought it was funny until he tried to show me how to do it
and fell himself. We had some
good laughs over that. Finally
having figured it out, we floated for awhile.
The people in the Sandals boats came by about every ten minutes to gawk
at the people on the nude beach. This
really bothered me at first, but I soon got over it. We saw the blue taxi finally and it actually is blue and has
the name blue taxi written on the side!
There was another boat that I suspect also sold stuff that looked like
a fishing boat. John snorkled
around in the nude swimming area and despite what we had been told, he didnt
see any trash at all on the bottom and a lot of fish.
Two things he really enjoyed seeing were a sea cucumber and a red
starfish. The most sealife was
under the floating platforms. He
saw several urchins on the bottom and warned me to wear my shoes. I was worn out at this point and decided that reading in the
lounge chair and a Bloody Mary sounded great at that point.
We were repositioning our chairs at the edge of the surf under the
trees when I felt my wedding band slide off my hand.
I knew exactly where it fell and started looking immediately, but it
was gone. I had been warned not
to bring my expensive jewelry and had only worn an inexpensive thin, gold
band. Its only real value was
sentimental. My hand just felt
naked without it. Well, while I
was searching, someone asked what I had lost and I soon had between 10 and 15
people helping us search for it. That
really warmed my heart! Well, we
finally told everyone to stop looking. I
thought John would be upset that I lost the ring, but he said, My love for
you is much more than a silly, little ring. Several ladies who had helped us look, all said, awww
along with me. Aint he sweet?
(He doesnt like it when I tell people this since it spoils his
reputation.) Well, later he told me that he would buy us a new set of bands
and wed have to have a vow renewal on our next trip.
(Actually she told everyone I said that but I never did.
Looks like Im locked in now though.
Oh well I cant wait.) We
then went on to enjoy the rest of the day, and I decided that if all I had to
sacrifice for a great vacation was a ring, it was worth it!
Someone then mentioned the time and we realized that it was almost time
for the Men in Motion contest. We
ran back to the room to shower and change and made it just after it started.
We didnt get to see some of the WWWers compete, but we did get to
see the flying Irishman! John was very thankful that he had decided NOT to enter!
The competition was very tough, but the WWW men were hot!
We stayed on in the dining room for the toga-tying demonstration.
They make it look a lot easier than it really is.
This is the one night I had not been looking forward to.
We had made our own togas in advance and I was starting to realize just
how really bad they were. Finally,
with a little help from some friends, we ended up with decent purple togas and
went to dinner. The talent show
as great. The highlight for me
was the girl who sang Its Raining Men.
I thought she was wonderful. There
was also a guy who sang his own Hedo version of I like women a little on
the trashy side. I think he
was a WWWer. After the talent
show, they got everyone in a toga they could on the dance floor.
(Warning: dont go down if youre not in good shape or a klutz!)
I fell into and stepped on more people than I care to remember.
We learned the Hedo version of YMCA and that was fun. At one point we
were in this giant conga line and as we were headed down into the sunken dance
floor in front of the stage, I tripped and would have fallen if Mark (Sizzler)
hadnt caught me. Thats one
for the memory book! There were
some great togas that night. I
remember Beths (beads and antennas) and Clistas (very sexy!) We managed
to sneak out before the pictures started.
We went back to the room to strip and head for the hot tub.
This particular night the chemical fumes were just way too strong and
we didnt stay long. I think
that the overabundance of Bromine in the water caused the cough and chest
congestion we are still recovering from.
On the other hand, no scum in the hot tub at all and the pool looked
crystal clear. Someone said that it was the cleanest they had ever seen it.
The nights in the hot tub sort of blur together, but I think this is
the night that I dove head first into the hot tub. This was the same day we
got a bottle of champagne and a fruit plate delivered to our room and I sucked
down that bottle in record time. I think that in my alcohol soaked mind, I
thought that there was an extra step by the handrail.
Well, there wasnt! I
remember going under and thinking, Keep the mug out of the water!
Beth told me later that I looked like the Statue of Liberty going down,
but that my mug never went under. I
think I was more pissed off about getting my hair wet than anything. Several nice gentlemen helped me up and asked if I was okay.
Beth then asked if I had swallowed any water.
I told her that I didnt think so and she said, good, cause you
can get pregnant that way! and we all laughed.
Friday, July 13th
I think we slept in that day or ended up back in bed
after several attempts to get up. The
water temp in the shower really is as erratic as the reports say.
It was only better during the mid morning and mid afternoon.
About noon, Eric and Dick came over to stash their carryon stuff after
checking out. We agreed to meet
them back at the room at about 2:30 to pick up their stuff.
We then ate and went to the pool.
We were all goofing around in the pool and I tried my first grilled
cheese and fries. They really are
good. I later discovered that I
liked Jamaican ketchup a lot better than American, but this time someone gave
me Heinz. I also discovered how
to get faster service at the pool bar. I
flopped my breasts on the bar and Delroy came over right away smiling and
shaking his head. I decided not
to abuse my power and didnt do that any more.
I think I tried as many different drinks as possible that day.
I like vodka slushes a lot and also blue Hawiians.
Mudslides and dirty bananas are okay, but my favorite drink of the week
were the B-52 shots I had. They hit hard, but were yummy.
I think this was the day we finally met Baron and Theresa.
We really enjoyed talking to The Boss in the cold tub and seeing
Baron leaning over the end of the tub chillin with his hat and shades.
It rained some most days, but more on Friday than any other day, I
think. Thank goodness for our WWW hats and covered mugs.
At one point the evening before, John had mentioned that he was
disappointed that he hadnt been groped by any women yet.
That gave me a truly wicked idea.
Now you need to know that while John pulls practical jokes on me
constantly, I have never been able to successfully pull a practical joke on
him. Well, I told several of the
other WWW ladies my idea and they all thought it was great.
Well the next day was his birthday, but most of the WWWers would be
leaving. I decided to pull my
prank early for an even bigger surprise.
Well, while John was having an innocent conversation with someone, six
or so of the women approached him all saying Happy Birthday, briefly
groped him and then laughed and left. The
look on Johns face was priceless. I
dont think I laughed so hard all week.
Someone later said, Only at Hedo can a wife tell a bunch of other
women that its okay to grope her husband!
We also spent time that day talking to Tom and Barb, Pink and Irish,
Dave and Jodie, LA, Jeannie, John and Ellen and of course joking around with
Chris and Shelli (remember our new definition for boner?) as well as
Melissa. Im sure there were
many others, but that was a day for friendly faces rather than names.
We never saw too much of Sam and Terry (they did arrive safely and were
not looking for us since they were delayed four hours before their flight). The only distressing part of the day was when Dick told us
that he had put his shirt in our room. Now
we had not given him or Eric a key. He
said that all hed had to do was ask someone to let him in.
He had not told them it was his room, nor had he bribed or tipped
anyone. The person who let him in
did not even stay and watch for him to leave.
This disturbed us and we reported it to management later.
It was disturbing to know how easy it is to get into someone elses
room. We were afraid of retaliation, but the only things we noticed
were things that others have mentioned. No
coffee one day, no sugar the next, towels and wash cloths delivered separately
and being disturbed several times during an afternoon of power napping with
things being delivered. Towels
were hard to find at times, but we had brought our own.
We hung them to dry each night and reused them the next day.
One day our door wouldnt open.
The maid stopped by and said her key hadnt worked either and she had
thought we were in there. So
another maids key finally worked and we waited at the picnic table in the
courtyard for the room to be cleaned. That
was the night with the most severe towel shortage and most of the rooms did
not have them at all except hand towels.
This was also the scheduled night for the WWW cruise, but it was
postponed and finally cancelled due to the lightening.
That was a bummer for most. We
hadnt planned to go, but were sad for the others.
It was sad watching most of the WWWers leave, but it was funny
listening to all of the planes buzz the nude area Friday and Saturday.
I cried when several friends left.
It really was upsetting watching them go.
We also learned a lesson about signs on your door.
We had brought this really cute sign to hang on our doorknob that said,
Naked people always welcome. And had it up almost three days with no
problems. While I was
showering that night, a guy knocked on the door and looked John up and down.
He then smiled and asked if he could party with us.
John said, You must have the wrong room. And the guy pointed to
the sign on the door. John told
him to leave and took the sign down very quickly.
We think the same guy called about ten minutes later asking if the sign
was back up. We later discovered
after asking some of the others, that a sign on the door is almost the same as
an open door. It freaked John
out, but I thought it was funny. I
think this was the night that we met a single guy in the cold tub who
introduced himself to three couples (all in the cold tub) and gave each couple
a different name.
Saturday, July 14th
Every morning from 8:30 to about 10 you can cash in your
Hedobucks on the main stage for various types of liquor.
Now I knew from reading Dennys board that you couldnt get
anything that way that you couldnt buy in the states, but I swear that I
saw someone walk away with rum cream and I know that Mel got Blue Mountain
Coffee Liquor. If they did give
rum cream away, that was the ONLY day and it went fast.
I became convinced at that point that I needed Hedo bucks and actively
sought activities in order to win some. Diane
even reminded me once, but I wanted rum cream!
I did get 30, 000 from making a sand sculpture, but that was it.
Several others gave me more (I think out of pity) and I especially want
to thank Tom and Barb. They gave
us about 50,000 more on Tuesday morning right before I cashed mine in.
The only thing they had that day was overprooof rum and Appleton
special. I made the mistake of
picking the overproof rum and later discovered that it is good for very little
except starting grills and maybe flaming dishes.
We spent the afternoon in the pool saying goodbye to lots of WWWers.
That was sad. We let
Shelli and Chris stash their stuff in our room until they left.
I cried when they left. Was
that the afternoon that guy tweaked my nipple at the nude bar?
It was so out of the blue. I
decided then and there that John could get his own damn drinks! We had jerk
chicken for the first time that evening.
You really do need to be in line at 6pm and it goes quickly.
Get the sauce on the side. That
way you can control how much sauce you get.
That night was Johns birthday and I tried to get another bottle of
Champaign from the main bar, but settled for a bottle of wine.
I think the Jamaica Manhunt was that night and I liked it, but John was
totally bored. I cant remember
which night had the circus acts, but that was a great show! The highlight of
the evening was our server singing happy birthday to John and the conversation
we had with Ursula and Keith. I
want their house in the mountains! We
had our picture taken that night by the house photographer.
We are glad that we did despite our camera paranoia.
It turned out great. We
went to the cold tub for awhile later that evening, but everyone there was
complaining about stuff. We went
back to the room after that intending to only take a power nap.
We had plans for a certain platform out in the ocean later that night,
but slept through the night instead.
Sunday, July 15th
I think this was the day we ran out of cigarettes despite
bringing what should have been plenty and buying more on Wednesday in Negril.
We smoked about three times what we usually do that week.
Remember that if you are a smoker.
Either pace yourself or bring more than you ever think youll need.
Cigarettes cost $4 a pack in the gift shop.
The gift shop was a disappointment.
It is very small, doesnt have much at all, and is VERY expensive. We started out on the beach again with swimming and floating.
I think it was Mike and Sherri who gave us water noodles and champagne
out their window. Thanks! Those
noodles were fun and we appreciated the champagne.
John decided to go on the snorkeling trip at 11.
I had resisted all attempts to get me to snorkel up to this point, but
he finally talked me into trying it in the nude swimming area. It was great! I
was hooked! The trip out on the
boat took about ten minutes and we were given about 45 min. to snorkel.
I am not a strong swimmer, so the guide suggested that I use a life
jacket, which he tied around my waist. That
was an excellent idea and the reef we saw was beautiful.
There was one guy who brought food for the fish and they just swarmed
around him. If that was the spot
with the anchor and cannon, we didnt see it, but the life jacket really
slowed me down and we didnt swim very far.
Getting back into the boat was a challenge as the ladder was not very
secure and short. The trip was
free and so was the equipment. It
is well worth it. John had
intended to get resort certified and try scuba this trip, but decided that he
shouldnt since his sinuses were acting up.
We went back to the room and then to the pool again that afternoon.
I tried the jerk fish that evening and loved it.
John didnt. I cant remember dinner that night, but it might have been
the circus act night. Food was
always plentiful and good. The
most memorable part of the evening was the picnic table (I think it was this
night). Late that night we found
one of the secluded picnic tables by the aviary and proceeded to make
memories. Well, a security guard
suddenly appeared and you should have seen Johns face!
It was priceless. He was
just making sure we were okay, or that was his story.
We laughed about it later. Also,
just FYI there are motion sensitive lights in that area. (We didnt know that at the time.)
Monday, July 16th
We woke up pretty sad that it was our last full day, and
I decided to boost our spirits by wearing a very, very short denim skirt to
breakfast. We stopped first to
buy some sinus medicine and were on our way to the dining room when I slipped
and landed flat on my butt. I
skinned my knee pretty good in the process.
What was really embarrassing was that a couple of the WWW men were
right in front of me when I fell. I
know they had already seen it all at the nude pool, but its different when
wearing clothes for some silly reason. They were really sweet and helped me
up. At that point, I had blood
running down my leg and I was totally embarrassed.
One of the employees convinced us to go to the nurses office since
it was closer than our room. The
nurse was nice and bandaged me up nicely.
She then had me fill out an accident report and seemed very concerned
about whether or not we would sue the resort.
When we finally convinced her that I was just a klutz and should not
wear slick-soled sandals, she let us go.
We went to breakfast then. After
that I went back to the room to change and we decided to check out the prude
beach. I have to tell you that if
you want fast service, go to the prude beach.
There were almost no lines at either the bar or the grill. The beach for the most part was deserted and boring.
It is larger and sunnier than the nude beach, but not nearly as much
fun. The vendors were very nice
and very good sales people. They convinced me to buy an almost invisible net cover-up
with tiny black and gold decorations. I
tried it on and loved it. I
bought it and then they convinced me to have a couple of braids put in my
hair. As I walked down the prude
beach wearing just my cover-up (which was completely see-through) I got a few
sour looks from some and appreciative looks from others.
I just knew they were going to kick us out, so we went to the nude
beach. I showed my dress to some
(including Phil and the other jerk-eating Judy in Jamaica) and then took it
off because any clothes at all feel uncomfortable after youve been nude for
days. One of the Jamaican vendors
told me to drink lime juice for my throat and it helped. We went to the nude pool for awhile, but this time when it
started to rain, everyone got out! It
was weird how the crowd changed after most of the WWW people left.
We went back to the room for a power nap.
We had reservations at the Scotch Bonnet that night and didnt know
what the rain would do. I decided
to be really daring and wear my see-through cover-up I had purchased along
with black heels. I was sort of
nervous that they wouldnt let me in, but it was fun watching peoples
mouths fall open. We asked at the
bar about the Scotch Bonnet and were escorted to the back of the dining room
where they had relocated. They
seated us immediately and didnt even blink over the dress.
John says the guy at the table across from us stared at me all through
dinner, but I didnt notice. The
dinner was wonderful. I had the
stuffed tilapia (fish) and John had the jerked chicken breast.
I loved my fish, but John said the chicken was a little too spicy.
I liked the seafood in pastry, and John liked the salad.
I had the banana tart and John had the guava/coconut ice cream.
I loved mine, but he said the ice cream was a little bland.
All in all, it was well worth it.
Good food. We then hit the
hot tub one last time and when we got courageous enough, we went to the
grotto. It was our last night,
what the heck! It was fun, but we
got the giggles really bad.
Tuesday, July 17th
We asked for a wakeup call at 8am and it never came.
Woke up on our own about 7:30 and packed our stuff.
Air Jamaica wanted the bags outside our door by nine.
They were there at that time, but didnt get picked up until about
10:30. We had been told to go to
the photo area and ask the girl there for a number.
We did that about 9:15 and got #2.
We then ate breakfast, got our documents and carryon stuff and went to
check in with Air Jamaica. They
were supposed to start at about 10:30 and were on time or close.
Note: dont bring your carryon stuff to check in.
They never asked to see it. We
did everything from immigration to customs and got our boarding pass and seat
assignments. We were finished by about 11:30, and thought wed wait in
the dining room until the bus left at 1:00.
It was very hot and they asked us to move since they were spraying the
tables with insecticide. We
decided that enough was enough, checked out at the resort desk early and
headed to the nude pool. We
stayed in the pool and ate at the grill until 12:20.
Showered at the pool and dressed there.
I got teased some when some of our friends saw me put on underwear, but
it was sort of funny. I hadnt
had it on in a week. We were in
the lobby just before 1 only to find out that the bus/van was late.
We met two single girls who were also leaving. They had not read the instructions about Air Jamaica and hadnt
checked in with them, so they had to go to the airport earlier than anyone.
(Read? No one told them they had to read anything! One of the girls
actually said this.) We thought
the bus trip was great and will probably take it both ways next time.
It at least gave us a taste of Jamaica outside the resort.
It rained part of the way and was really quite beautiful. John
regretted not bringing his 35mm camera because the digital took too long to
recycle for the next shot and didnt have a zoom. Next time its coming with
us. If only to catch the beauty
of the people and where they live. We had to stop once for one of the young ladies to go to the
restroom. She kept drinking up to
the minute we left despite warnings from several people that it was a long bus
ride. We arrived in time for our
flight but really worried about missing it.
We did a mad dash into a duty free shop and bought some rum cream and
then onto our flight. The check
in at the resort was very helpful. We boarded almost immediately and were
seated at the very back of the plane. We
got our dinner long before they served any drinks to us.
Dinner was decent and the movie was good this time, but they kept
interrupting with announcements. I
had a bad coughing spell at one point and we had not yet received anything to
drink. No stewardess ever offered
any water. I was in severe pain
(ears) at take off and landing and assume that I had an ear infection or
something. There were some scary
moments there. We landed in
Houston and while going through customs, a drug dog alerted on the lady in
front of us. DONT try to bring
anything illegal back! We didnt
and were VERY glad.
Did we have a great time?
YES! Will we go back?
YES! But only with the WWW
group. They are the very best.
They allowed us to be ourselves and were totally nonjudgmental.
John gave several psychic readings that week and it meant a lot to us
that you opened your hearts to us. I hope the experience was as valuable to
you as it was to us. I know we did not mention everyone in this report, but you
are all very special to us. Thank
you as well as Denny and Diane for a wonderful vacation. While you can never be totally prepared for Hedo, reading the
information on Dennys site definitely gave us a head start.
You are the best group of people in the world!
With love and respect,
(Prophet and Sassy)