Saturday, 11 Feb 2017 Montego Bay

Back to our regular morning schedule this morning. Yesterday, on our bus ride, we saw a small shopping mall just a couple of blocks from our resort. After breakfast this morning Cheryl, Celeste, and I went over to see if we could fill a couple of gaps in our gift shopping list. On the way back, a young boy of about 13 years approached and asked for a dollar so he could go to Burger King (across the street) for some food. I put him off for a while, then another boy rode up on a bicycle and said, “Hey mon. I know you. You threw me a bottle with a dollar in it a couple of days ago. And I recognize your ladies too.” After a bit more small talk, I gave his buddy a dollar. But the boy on the bike now wanted his dollar too. I told him he got his dollar from me the other night and he would have to find someone else for his next dollar. He followed on for a bit further, politely asking for another dollar with several of the most sincere “Pleeeases ”you can imagine. Finally I relented, gave him a dollar and off he went. I have to find a way to scrub the big “S” for sucker off my forehead. Maybe I should have used the phrase our bus guide taught us yesterday: “No bodda me!”

Back at the resort, we lounged around the pool, had some lunch, lounged again, went back to our rooms for a nap, and ate again at the Italian restaurant. I left much less tipsy than the first time.

Tonight’s show was “Hot Stuff!” It started with a theme of workers escaping drudgery through music and dance, dragging their all-business supervisor along with them. After this, it devolved into a series of dance numbers that no longer seemed connected to the theme until returning to it for the last number. Still good and entertaining, but, again, not quite at the highest level. I should point out that the music for these shows is always pre-recorded originals with the cast doing some lip-synching. So the music is always top notch.