Christmas morning, and we are waiting in Treasure Beach for Soloman to come.. Dan is really excited now.. He wants to see a familiar face.. and get to some old friends in Negril. I am more than ready...packed the night before.. and I Head to the beach, soaking in the sights, smell, and solitude. I am a bit reluctant to go to Negril.
Dan comes and gets me.. "Sala is here!"
I am surprised and thrilled to see that Sienna is with him. We all know how busy and tired she usually is.. and I never truly expected to see her.. I feel graced. She has had two days off!!!
We exchange hugs, and she and I immediately take off to see the beach and sit on the towel and chat like two old school girls.. We talk of life for both of us, the board , its members,
.. she gets the shade of the tree while I let the sun take me in her arms.. caressing me.
Dan and Bruce are ready.. they want to mosey on.. just in time as the wave comes up and over my towel. I am happy to move on, yet sad to leave TB.. and this new found treasure.. a place that feels so peaceful, so comforting. How will I feel to be back in Negril? no choice.. We promised Dan to go.. and it's time.
The ride is lovely..though I take in less than normal as Sienna and I talk non-stop. I keep wondering if Bruce, Sala and Dan feel left out , or just wish us to be quiet for a little while, but we are both talkers [img]/forums/images/graemlins/wink.gif[/img]
Back to the border again and the bammy ladies.. Dan and I are not anxious to get out as last year we felt suffocated by 42 trays of fish in our face.. but the rest go.. Sala notes that Bruce is total roots.. he waltzes in, totally comfortable, talking to all the vendors and buying up fish and bammy. He bought enough to bring to Negril.
Mosey on again.. past belmont, Sav, sheffield.. you know the drill.I will not bore you all. we land at our place in Negril.. Beach club Condos. At first look we hesitate because from the parking lot it looks weird.. but once inside we see we have a really nice space.. very open with not one but two verandas, ground floor to the beach..
I dont think we were there 8 seconds and I notice Dan is gone.. up the beach to find old friends and to make calls on our new digicell.. We are all smiling .. happy.. but I am overwhelmed by hotels.. people.. tourists..
I know Negril is a favorite of so many.. and I understand why.. it's a place we have many friends.. its familiar .. and I love the expansiveness of the beach.. but it also is not a place I could stay endlessly.. I start to feel crowded the first day.. too many people.. too much of the in your face stuff.. not the same serenity that I left behind..but so many options too.. A real mixed bag..
Suffice it to say when in Negril. its meeting friends.. some old.. some new.. eating. sleeping , sunning..
I did meet two internet aqaintances, one from this board -hitmiwitmusik (laurie) and a gal who turned me on to our drummer friends. Jagypsy (Francesca).. I also walked down the beach and found Queenb's Alberto... He hugged me up good once I mentioned her name.. swirling me round and round.. I think he's crazy for her!! [img]/forums/images/graemlins/smile.gif[/img]

Our friend Prento who we buy Nyabingi drums from
Dan soon meets up with his friend from home.. who is also into the rasta way of life.. and they hook up with some rasta freinds and find their own adventures into the hills above Negril and to Cascade.. as dan says 4 route cabs away..
Funny thing my very best day out with Soloman.. I felt bad Dan was not with us.. but it simultaneously turned out to be one of his very best days out in the bush as well.. karma..

NOW ON TO THE DAY WITH SOLOMAN..
Dan comes and gets me.. "Sala is here!"
I am surprised and thrilled to see that Sienna is with him. We all know how busy and tired she usually is.. and I never truly expected to see her.. I feel graced. She has had two days off!!!
We exchange hugs, and she and I immediately take off to see the beach and sit on the towel and chat like two old school girls.. We talk of life for both of us, the board , its members,

Dan and Bruce are ready.. they want to mosey on.. just in time as the wave comes up and over my towel. I am happy to move on, yet sad to leave TB.. and this new found treasure.. a place that feels so peaceful, so comforting. How will I feel to be back in Negril? no choice.. We promised Dan to go.. and it's time.
The ride is lovely..though I take in less than normal as Sienna and I talk non-stop. I keep wondering if Bruce, Sala and Dan feel left out , or just wish us to be quiet for a little while, but we are both talkers [img]/forums/images/graemlins/wink.gif[/img]
Back to the border again and the bammy ladies.. Dan and I are not anxious to get out as last year we felt suffocated by 42 trays of fish in our face.. but the rest go.. Sala notes that Bruce is total roots.. he waltzes in, totally comfortable, talking to all the vendors and buying up fish and bammy. He bought enough to bring to Negril.
Mosey on again.. past belmont, Sav, sheffield.. you know the drill.I will not bore you all. we land at our place in Negril.. Beach club Condos. At first look we hesitate because from the parking lot it looks weird.. but once inside we see we have a really nice space.. very open with not one but two verandas, ground floor to the beach..
I dont think we were there 8 seconds and I notice Dan is gone.. up the beach to find old friends and to make calls on our new digicell.. We are all smiling .. happy.. but I am overwhelmed by hotels.. people.. tourists..
I know Negril is a favorite of so many.. and I understand why.. it's a place we have many friends.. its familiar .. and I love the expansiveness of the beach.. but it also is not a place I could stay endlessly.. I start to feel crowded the first day.. too many people.. too much of the in your face stuff.. not the same serenity that I left behind..but so many options too.. A real mixed bag..
Suffice it to say when in Negril. its meeting friends.. some old.. some new.. eating. sleeping , sunning..
I did meet two internet aqaintances, one from this board -hitmiwitmusik (laurie) and a gal who turned me on to our drummer friends. Jagypsy (Francesca).. I also walked down the beach and found Queenb's Alberto... He hugged me up good once I mentioned her name.. swirling me round and round.. I think he's crazy for her!! [img]/forums/images/graemlins/smile.gif[/img]
Our friend Prento who we buy Nyabingi drums from
Dan soon meets up with his friend from home.. who is also into the rasta way of life.. and they hook up with some rasta freinds and find their own adventures into the hills above Negril and to Cascade.. as dan says 4 route cabs away..
Funny thing my very best day out with Soloman.. I felt bad Dan was not with us.. but it simultaneously turned out to be one of his very best days out in the bush as well.. karma..
NOW ON TO THE DAY WITH SOLOMAN..
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