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2002
Satch and Satch Jamaica Mon Trip
The expectations of wild partying and living on the
edge were unfortunately not to be as Satch and Satch journeyed to Jamaica,
Mon. Having booked an all
inclusive long weekend vacation on Air Jamaica Mon we thought was going to
be a good idea. The direct
flight out of Intercontinental was pleasant enough, much rum to be had on
the plane.
We arrived Negril, Jamaica Mon on Thursday after a
long damn drive from Montego Bay on dirt roads and through numerous
ghettos. Jamaica Mon is not
very attractive from bus and if it wasn’t for the ocean and the
prospects of scoring some ganja, we may have turned around.
We arrived at our destination at Beaches, Negril and were impressed
with the facility. Nice
pools, nice beach, nice ocean, but TOO MANY DAMN KIDS and COUPLES!!!!
How come the little bastards weren’t in school anyhow???
Basically, the rest of the trip was filled with rum
and Rastafarian way of life for us. Sun,
snorkeling, swimming, and eating their damn lousy food.
There is a reason that Jerk sauce is so popular there.
They overcook everything, mon, and without the jerk, there would be
no flavor, mon. They even
screwed up breakfast…oh well, to the bar for more rum, to the room for
more smoke!
Highlights
of Trip:
1.
Rick’s
Bar-billed as one of the top 10 bars in the world. Really an awesome spot.
Satch jumped off 50 ft. high cliff twice. Why was once not enough?
Because picture taking Satch screwed up and missed him.
Really, that is his splash in both pictures.
Sorry Satch.
2.
Satch
needs luggage cart to make it to his room after too much rum-damn I
should have had a picture of that.
He literally was pushed about a quarter of a mile through winding
passages in front of lots of guests-frickin hysterical!
3.
All
waiters and chefs think they are Jerry Lewis!
Really! Maybe
that’s why they call it Jerk Sauce!!!????
4.
Rum,
Rum, Rum, mon.
5.
Neither
one of us came close to scoring or even talking to anyone of the
opposite sex who was interesting. Really,
it was that bad!!!
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