Just Back From Negril Pt 2
This entry was posted on 9/16/2006 8:38 AM and is filed under Travel.
We left off at the end of the first day, mostly consumed in travel.
We woke up, showered, and went to breakfast at about 8:00 the next morning. Jamaica operates on Central Time, like Texas, so no problems there.
The food was fine at the resort, probably better than average, although the fruit wasn't as sweet as it normally is. Not sure why. Not much they could do to screw up fruit so it must be the time of the year.
After breakfast we gathered out stuff and headed to the beach.
The Sunset at the Palms is actually located across the main Negril Highway from the beach, which I was a little leery of at first, but it is actually about the same distance to the beach as it would be from one of the mega resorts and when we arrived there it was worth it.
The Negril ocean area is actually composed of three distinct zones. The first, where we were staying, is Bloody Bay, the second is the famous 7 Mile Beach, and the third are the cliffs. Each have their own benefits and detriments but I prefer the small Bloody Bay. There are fewer resorts on Bloody Bay although both Riu Negril and Riu Tropical Bay are here. The others are Beaches, Grand Lido, and part of Point Village.
The beach was beautiful as always, nice sand and clear, cool Caribbean water.
The beach bar opened at 10 and at 10:01 I had my first drink. I decided to start the day out with a girlie drink I had first tasted at Hedonism in Negril called a Dirty Banana. This mixes rum, sometimes overproof rum, banana liqueur, coffee liqueur, rum cream (kind of like Bailey's), a banana, ice and milk/cream. It tastes better than it sounds and this one was excellent.
When on a calm beach my preference is to get into the water and just float around, so that is what I did. If you stay on the beach you are approached by vendors and drug dealers on a regular basis although a simple "No Thanks" is usually sufficient to dissuade them.
Eventually a rogue wave from a Wave Runner going by splashed into my mug and ruined my Dirty Banana, so I returned to the bar, this time for a different Jamaican drink.
I asked for a Rum Punch and instead got a variation called a Planter's Punch, which I assume was the same thing but with a different name. Bad mistake on my part.
A few days later I watched the bartender make the Planters Punch and realized why what happened...happened. Rum punch is basically rum, pineapple juice, sometimes orange juice, and grenadine. A Planter's punch has a splash of OJ, a splash of pineapple juice, a lot of rum AND overproof (151) rum, and a bunch of liqueurs.
Sometime after I drank the large insulated mug of Planter's Punch I had another Dirty Banana, apparently.
At some point just after noon a storm blew in and we all headed back to our rooms to relax.
Apparently.
Because the last thing I remember is being in the water, drinking. Then I have a brief memory of falling into the pool back at the resort (I can only assume the Jamaicans now have teleportation machines on the beach because I am fairly sure I did not walk back to the hotel).
There is some faint recall of my wife telling me to get my ass out of the pool because it was lightning, then a flash when I decided to lay on the sidewalk and enjoy the tropical rain (that wasn't unusual because I like the rain in the islands). Then I woke up a few times that afternoon lying in bed.
I have decided that that S.O.B working the bar poisoned me and that is why I have suffered the memory loss. Surely I couldn't have gotten that drunk off of 3 girlie drinks?
And I missed the first day's sunset in Negril.
Anyway, I think supper was fine that night and I do remember the tree frogs croaking again as I drifted off to sleep. My leg and elbow were hurting though.
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