Re: OchoRios - My "Wait any longer and I would have suffocated trip report"
After we roll ourselves down the street…we head back down to Fisherman’s Beach. We find Ishell quickly. Ishell again regards us with pensive eyes until she notices the packages.
We are so excited that we rush her with gifts…the tea set…the romper…the slippers. Ishell doesn’t make one sound until she sees the slippers. As Marilyn said…she cooed…sighed…squealed…gasped…in one tiny sound. SassyARas stuffs a tea cup in her hands while Ishell ogles the slippers. When she realizes that Ishell could care less about the tea…she starts putting the shoes on…they FIT!! Yeahie…wait…they won’t close…oh no! They are too small! You should see four grown women trying to explain to a two year old that we will have to get a bigger pair of slippas and bring them back. Ishell finally settles on the tea set…and her little friend shyly joins in.
Raheem is at school…so Auntie Sassy grabs his car and drives it off a cliff…through the dirt…all over Fisherman’s Beach (big kid ) We chat a little longer…then it’s off to Margaritaville!!!!
Re: OchoRios - My "Wait any longer and I would have suffocated trip report"
Originally posted by OcheeHeart:
[qb] After we roll ourselves down the street…we head back down to Fisherman’s Beach. We find Ishell quickly. Ishell again regards us with pensive eyes until she notices the packages. We are so excited that we rush her with gifts…the tea set…the romper…the slippers. Ishell doesn’t make one sound until she sees the slippers. As Marilyn said…she cooed…sighed…squealed…gasped…in one tiny sound. SassyARas stuffs a tea cup in her hands while Ishell ogles the slippers. When she realizes that Ishell could care less about the tea…she starts putting the shoes on…they FIT!! Yeahie…wait…they won’t close…oh no! They are too small! You should see four grown women trying to explain to a two year old that we will have to get a bigger pair of slippas and bring them back. Ishell finally settles on the tea set…and her little friend shyly joins in. Raheem is at school…so Auntie Sassy grabs his car and drives it off a cliff…through the dirt…all over Fisherman’s Beach (big kid ) We chat a little longer…then it’s off to Margaritaville!!!! [/qb]
Okay, I can see I have to write my own trip report because this is not how it went down...
Re: OchoRios - My "Wait any longer and I would have suffocated trip report"
Preface to Margaritaville. All of us have expressed our displeasure about this new establishment that is turning Ocho Rios into a Florida attraction. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif[/img] We decide to at least go in and look around at this cruise ship tourist trap.
Classy and I are amazed that some people pay buckets of money to cruise to Jamaica and this is all they will see. Marilyn and I share the same hostility because this place took away part of our home on Fisherman’s Beach. Imagine four women all walking in with disdain. It’s dull. We people watch for a minute. Then they play a little hint of dancehall…and Classy and I hit the floor.
The DJ notices some real dancing…and immediately switches to the best dancehall riddims. He leaves the DJ booth and gets behind Classy…Classy wine faas…wine faas now…wine faas…wine slow…wine slow…the DJ is fading fast…he can’t keep up…he slips a little…Classy drops and wines…the next thing I know…Classy is on hands and knees wining…the crowd goes wild…the bartenders and bar backs are hi-fiving. She wins a frozen strawberry daiquiri. After some extreme dancing from all of us…except Sassy…we decide to sit at the bar for a drink.
This is the day that Sassy changed…she was pretty much sticking with non-alcoholic drinks during this trip. She decides to order the strawberry daiquiri along with me and Classy. When she gets it…she sips…and comments to me that it was pretty good. I look down at her drink…and the alcohol is still sitting in the pretty little tube…she has not mixed it with the daiquiri…kikiki I tell her that she is missing the alcohol. Waaaaiiieee She discreetly pours the alcohol into her drink.
Meanwhile a group of cruisers from Chicago are doing some type of line dance to R. Kelly’s step song…it’s cute…but a Jamaican woman in the corner is showing them and us how it should really be done. She was so smooth that she looked like she was on ice skates. We compliment her on her style…immediate friendship. She and her sister are talking to Sassy at length about something. We party with them on several different occasions during this trip. I don’t remember their names though… [img]/forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif[/img]
We move to a table next to the stage to catch the staff show…thinking they were going to do the latest dance moves. Instead they do some dance that they made up for the tourists…not too raw…kind of cutesy.
I think Sassy is now on her 3rd drink…and she is now ready to dance…but she whispers to me that she can’t keep up with me and Classy. We find out later that she is a big liar too. Cho!
We order some food and more drinks…the staff loves us. They continue to circle our table because we are partying with them…not ordering them around like we have seen others do. I almost came to blows with this obnoxious man that was speaking down to our waiter. The party is definitely at our table.
Marilyn has a meeting…and leaves with the promise to be back soon. She wants us to behave and represent Ja.com well so that Xavier can show his face in Ochi. Well, the best made intentions were just not good enough. Sorry Xavier.
Re: OchoRios - My "Wait any longer and I would have suffocated trip report"
Originally posted by OcheeHeart:
[qb] Preface to Margaritaville[/qb]
Love it, definitely true
we were not there to have ppl serve us, we just wanted to hang out and liven up the place some. Oh yeah, I forgot Sass had all dem daiquiris [img]/forums/images/graemlins/704555_dwl.gif[/img]
Re: OchoRios - My "Wait any longer and I would have suffocated trip report"
A nice little older gentleman comes by at Marilyn’s request to make a hummingbird for Classy out of leaves. He makes one for me and puts it in my hair. I forgot what my nickname is from him. He then grabs Classy’s leg and ties a hummingbird around her ankle…talking about how pretty her feet are. I personally think that he married her that day…and waited later to consummate the marriage…yes the same one tooth gent in her report. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/704555_dwl.gif[/img]
The shot guy comes by and does a round with all of us…this is only fruit juice…trust us.
We dance some more…we are having a ball…Margaritaville is what you make it. The shot guy comes back again and then the DJ joins him in giving me a shot from three bottles. This obviously excites them…because when I swallowed a little juice trickled down the corner of my mouth…and a tongue came out of no where to lick it off. [img]/forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif[/img] I’m dancing with one of the guys…and he grabs my hair…bends me over and we work it to the cheers of the crowd. Classy owns Margaritaville…but I’m not far behind…kikiki
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