YS Falls was so amazing neither one of us wanted to leave. We got back in the car and headed back to Negril, hoping to make it before the sun completely sets. Luckily we did not get lost on the way back to our hotel (which was a first), and although we were exhausted and still had to pack, we were also starving, so we freshened up and walked across the street for one last dinner at our favorite jerk shack. AS my hubby and I were talking to the owners we noticed a gentleman standing not far from us, and it seemed he was having an intense conversation with either himself or maybe Bob Marley, Pam (the owner) introduced us to him aka Mr. Skeebo, the resident security guard. My hubby bought Mr. Skeebo a drink, and next thing you know they became fast friends. . .The food was amazing as always, and because neither one of us wanted the evening to end we ordered another Red Stripe. As the saying goes, " All good things must come to an end" we decided to call it a night.
The next morning started like every other. We got up and went to breakfast. We had a couple hours to kill before we had to head back to Montego Bay to catch our flight, so we decided to just hang out at the hotel. The water didn't seem to be as rough today as it has been, so my husband decided to was now or never, and headed to the platform to get a dive in. I on the other hand relaxed and read my book waiting for the moment to catch my hubby's jump on camera. After what seemed to be forever, he jumped. We then headed back to our room to shower and pack.
It was a such a relief when we arrived at the airport. Neither one of us could believe that the car made it back without a scratch. Not just because of how crazy they drive on this island, but because my husband has never driven a car with the steering wheel on the right side and has never driven on the opposite side of the road. We returned the rental and the man that checked us in gave us a ride (in the same car) to the international terminal. As we pull up to the curb, BANG! he wrecked the car into the car beside us. My husband and I looked at each other grabbed our bags, and ran into the airport, so happy it was him and not us.
We boarded our flight, upgraded to business class, and reminisced about another successful vacation.
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