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<span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 11pt">I gave Jervis
a hug and headed to town by myself.</span></span>
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<span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 11pt">I usually wave at the Mormons that are around my neighborhood. When they came to the door, I'm not interested in receiving informaion about your religion, but I can respect trying to spread your word. I usually ask them about themeselves and wave when I see them. Usually they can also spot me coming home. </span></span>Comment
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<span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 11pt">Ok here was my favorite drink this trip. It's carrot and beet juice. After coming home one night with Garfield, I asked him to take me to a local place that he would eat dinner from. He did. I can't remember the name...too bad b/c I'd love to shout them out. I ate there almost everyday and enjoyed everything I ate. This was by far one of my favorite finds this trip.
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<span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 11pt">I ran into another old friend on the way. I had pics to give to him and his brother. We stopped and chatted and I wished him a Happy Father’s Day. I got his new number and told him I’d call him later in the week. I then headed back to 23-7 to chill out for the rest of the day. </span></span>Comment
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<span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 11pt">After chilling on the beach and eating that fabu bannana porridge, I headed down to Tamboo for some lobster pizza to go.
While I was there I encountered a cockroach! 
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<span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 11pt">No not an actual cockroach. I sat down and ordered my food. Since I had to wait, I walked onto the beach and was taking all these photos. A group of guys walked up as a sat down. They were young. One tried to chat me up. I'm thinking maybe, I'm too nice. Why can't I shake this dude?
Where do you stay? In the hills. With who? People. Wanna do something later? No Oh why you don't wanna talk? Just trying to chill <span style="font-weight: bold">by myself</span>.
I guess I was being to vague.
A man that was with his woman a couple of tables over asked me a question. I could tell that he was pulling out the rescue raft. I gathered all my things and went to sit at their table. When I sat down. He looked over at the boy, sucked his teeth, and replied-Dang cockroach!
I had such a nice convo with the two. She was from the States and he's Jamaican. She really opened up to me about their relationship and how scary it was to be in love with someone from another country. We talked about his life and family in JA and how he was a single father to his kids. Thier mom wass out of the country while the kids were raised in JA. She talked about her fears and the reaction of her friends to this man. Also she talked about the phone bills and the money spent on trips. Ever since I was little, people have done that too me. Just sat down and acted liked they were getting a therapy session. At least now I'm getting paid for it.
But for real, they were such a nice couple and of course me and the lady bonded over being Jamaicaholics. We exchanged info, but I lost it along with some other people's contact. 
After I got my pizza, I thanked them for the rescue and called Garfield. This was the day when I called him and looked up he was right across the street. We burst out laughing and I jumped on the back of the bike and held on for dear life.
Peace and Blessings </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 11pt">The next morning I had such a duh moment. After Garfield dropped me off, I took a shower, ate some pizza, read a book, listened to some music, and fell asleep before I knew it. Most nights I didn't go out. Everyday I must have walked a couple of miles, either all the way from the house to the beach or from the cliffs to the beach. A wonderful sleep rememdy exercise is.
Anyway, usually when I woke up at 4:00, I'd read a book until I could drift back to sleep. This morning, I'm not sure what was going on, but outside seemed particularly loud. I opened the door in just my night clothes. Not much clothesand of course was captivated and got the camera.</span></span>
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