Day fifty two.
June 12, 2012.
There are lots of blatant creepers here. One guy was walking along the beach and noticed that i was getting out of the water and he just stopped and turned to watch me walk back to the cabana my family was using. I mean seriously?
June 10, 2012.
Today we all went to a wonderful vegetarian/seafood restaurant. The woman who worked there was the sweetest lady!! The food here has been so fresh. Its really interesting how different food is from the stuff we eat at home. At home everything is full of.preservatives and dyes, but here the food is natural and fresh and even things that i eat at home taste different here. Like pineapple. A similar but totally different taste here. It can be a little difficult to get used to but im really liking it. Had a wonderful fresh fruit daiquiri with lunch.
I’m having a nice time but am missing the boyfriend (of course). 6 Days til i get to see him again.
Day forty nine.
June 9, 2012.
We’re in Negril now, staying at a place that i stayed when i was 2. Surprise, i don’t remember it. My mom keeps saying “remember when…” and “rememeber that place…” She’s kind of joking but after a while I’m like okay seriously…? My dad wants to go to all these bars and I’m like can i just stay home? I don’t lime drinking unless I’m planning on getting trashed and i don’t exactly think getting trashed in front of my parents sounds like a good time. Been there, done that. I just want to go to the beach, go to the pool, and read.
Day forty eight.
June 8, 2012.
Climbed a waterfall today. Literally climbed the waterfall itsself, not next to it. It was actually a lot more fun than i expected! Except for being on a raging period…
Parts of my body are.beginning to match my hair… Ah, the simple gifts of being fair skinned and red haired… I’m missing Yeager a lot. Daydreaming about our apartment and hoping that he will always feel the same way about me. Part of me knows he will. But of course the other part loves to worry.
Day forty seven.
June 7, 2012.
More beach today. We also explored a cave and i think the cave guide got a little too excited when i said the stalagmites looked phallic. He then showed me (and my family) a rock formation that looked like a vagina and told me that i was welcome to stay behind when we were all leaving.
I politely declined.