Tag: travel
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Jamaica : Day Six
I awoke irritated and exhausted, feeling sore from some mysterious physical exertion that never happened. I had some semblance of breakfast, beginning with a joint, half-clothed, in the sun on the balcony. I then made my way to a couple of bars around the resort, sipping flutes of terrible Prosecco that became more and more…
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Jamaica : Day Four
At morning’s rise, from yonder slumber’s clutch,I stirred, having passed a night aboard a grand yatch.In its opulent embrace, a man of trade I did meet,A purveyor of green, whose wares did entreat. With haste, I fashioned a spliff, bold and true,A fragrant dance of herb and paper, a moment to imbue.To the yacht’s zenith,…
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Jamaica : Day Three
Beneath the sun’s gentle gaze, devoid of tourist trappings,I awakened, a wandering spirit, with no predetermined mappings.Unfurling like a petal kissed by morning’s dew,My day began, a tapestry of possibilities anew. A symphony of scents, of spices yet untasted,I shunned the familiar, eager for flavors not hasted.Jerk chicken’s siren call, a tantalizing embrace,At the rustic…
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Jamaica : Day Two
Morning’s light through curtains sheer,French doors opened, a scene so clear.On Jamaica’s wings, I did arise,Seeking sparkling wine ‘neath azure skies. As M.O. dictates, in vacation’s embrace,I woke with eagerness, a smile on my face.For Belaire’s sparkle would soon fade away,A decent bottle I sought, its charm to convey. Showered and refreshed, a new day’s…
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Jamaica : Day One
Bringing up Jamaica commonly evokes notions of a dreamy tableau replete with endless blue sea, expansive white sand beaches, palm trees, rum, and the warm golden sun. If you’re jaded like me you might immediately think of the tourist experience of Jamaica, cliché attractions, horse riding on the beach, zip lining through the trees, sunblock,…
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