Man ever since we bought the house I haven't had as much time to spend on the computer. I'm turning into a Chizzle. We just got a cat the other day and his name is Milton. He is 10 months old and has stripes like a tiger that are grey, tan and white.
Ok on w/the rest of my trip, I'll go into less detail seeing as I've been back for a few weeks now.
Tuesday: get up to to swim up bar, have drink, go to ocean swim around, lay out in sun and have more drinks. We had dinner in the Itallian resturant on the resort, great food. We go up to the dance club and wind up finishing second in a couples dance off, we win a bottle of wine. However we were the actual winners but seeing as we were new we didn't know as many couples as the winning one did, the Antiguans thought it was the shit and said we were the real winners, it was true but no bottle of rum for me.
Wednesday: Same as Tuesday except we go to a American style resturant called the O.K Corral. It was good food, we then got pretty drunk.
Thursday: We get up and go on a catermeran (sp?) it's basically a sail boat but w/a wide deck. We went to bird island which is a misnomer seeing as there aren't really birds there. Well there are, but only 3 kinds. And one of those were the shit gulls we saw at the resort, the other was something that looked like a dove and Either English or African swallows (see Monty Python and the Holy Grail), we ate a Wester Indies style lunch - just some long chicken legs w/rice and some type of marcaroni and cheese. Got load off the rum punch and proceeded to go on a hike on top of this small island. It was a cool view but next time I'll take the rain forest tour. We ate dinner in the cafe once again excellent food, watched a steel drum band and they played of course "Dancing Queen", probably the only time in my life I'll hear that song on steel drums.
Friday: Got drunk, swam and ate at this awesome Japanese place where they gave you a shit load of food and cooked right in front of you.
Saturday: We just took it all in because on Sunday night we'd be home or so we thought.
Sunday: This was by far one of the worst days of my life. It started off innocently enough. We got up had breakfast and played some pool until the bus came to take us to the airport. We arrive at the airconditioned airport on time, clear customs and proceede to our waiting area. They had a casino there so I gambled a bit and we just waited to board. We board and take off on time to Jamaica. We get to Jamaica and suprise! still no mother fucking a/c. Ok we only have 2 hrs in this shithole of an airport. So we go to Margaritaville and decide to get dinner, that was probably the best $30 we spent on dinner in along time, not that the food was all that great but for what was about to come. Finally it's boarding time. We get on the plane and low and behold no a/c. Odd seeing as were going to need that since we can't exactly pop open a window 35,000 ft in the air. Se were sweating and what not and we get ready for take off, we takeoff on time and our on or way. HA! 15 minutes into the flight the Capt comes on the radio and says "Ladies and Gentlemen, I regret to inform you that we must return to Montego Bay Jamaica due to a problem w/the presurization, we will be landing in 10 minutes" And let me tell you we sure as hell landed, I actually got physically scared when we hit the ground and the piolt slammed on the brakes sending us flying forward just like when your in a car and someone hits the breaks only we were going real fast when we hit the ground, I didn't think we would be able to stay on the ground I thought he would have to go back up again because we were going so fast. Jamaica 2 Chris 0. So they make us sit in the plane w/no a/c for another 20 minutes. Were just covered in sweat and there are no flight attendants anywhere. Finally we get off the plane and they tell us an hour, wrong more like 9 hrs asshole. So we sit and an hour passes then they tell us 10 pm, we were suppose to be in Chicago at 1015 pm. We had already called Julies mother and said we would be leaving at 10 pm, but I was like like me tell someone at the AirJamica counter to call Julie's mom when we get airborn and give her an eta, we they call her and tell her were leaving at 10 and will be at ORD at 130 am, so Julie's mom goes to Chicago and finds out were not there. Well 1015 pm comes along and were all like wtf, 1030 comes and guess what "flight cancelled" holy shit, Julie starts to cry I just try and stay calm. Well eveyone rushes to the AirJamica cutomer counter, so we had to wait 3 hrs in line w/no a/c. Finally we get to the front and I am fucking pissed for having to have wait in line for so fucking long. I start to give the lady some shit, I mean I understand she didn't break the plane but fuck maybe get some more workers in there to help. It also didn't help that the workers had this don't fucking bother me look on there faces. So it is now 245 am and we tell the bitch at the counter we don't want to go back to Chicago because the flight there isn't direct anymore and we'd arrive there at 7 pm and have another 1 1/2 hr ride home, so we tell her we want to go to Milwaukee. She says ok and aboot 10 minutes later tells we are going to be in first class going from Jamaica to Atlanta but not from ATL to MKE. Jamaica 2 Chris 1. We get our vouchers for the bus ride and hotel room. But since we didn't origanally stay in Jamaica we have to clear customs. We get into the room and the guy starts bitching at us because our flight was cancelled 3 hrs ago. So what I told the guy was we had to wait in line that's what held us up, it was AirJamica's fault (What I was thinking was another smart word from you and I'll be sleeping in a Jamican prison so just stamp the fucking card you lazy piece of dog shit mother fucker). Apparently I didn't get through to him because he bitched at the people behind us, only she yelled back which finally made it sink in that we weren't doing this to fuck w/him but because we were actually in line, God I hate Jamaica. So we get on the bus to go to our shitty ass hotel room w/2 single beds. It is 3 am and I call my dad to have him call Julie's mom and let her know what was going on and to tell him what was up. So it is 3 am and we have to be at the airport by 7 am. I go to lay down only to have the a/c drip on my head, so I said fuckit and slept next to Julie and sweated our ass' off even though the a/c was turned down to 16 celcius, whatever that is (but atleast it worked). So our wake up call for 615 am never happens but luckily I had my cell phone because they didn't have a clock in the room, apparently Jamaicans do shit whenever. So we get to the front desk at 7 am and guess what no bus to pick our sorry asses up. We call and they say it will be there "shortly" which must be Jamaican for never. The 8 am bus shows up and we told the guy he's taking us and he was like an ass about it but it was either that or I beat his ass and drive myself there. Jamaica 3 Chris 1. Finally we get to the airport only to find a huge ass line, JA 4 me 1, wait were 1st class it's now 4-2. So we check in and for the first time there was no line. So we go to the 1st class lounge and low and fucking behold there is a/c. There is also a computer w/free e-mail. So I'm like sweet I'll e-mail Madmathias and Chizzle. So I type this huge e-mail and go to send it, I wait and wait and wait then it tells me it can't work, it is now 5-2. I turn on the tv in the lounge, it is all snowy only 1 channel "works" but it is very fuzzy and the sound is muffled, 6-2, this is turning into a beating. So in conclusion shit doesn't work in Jamaica and that includes the people at the airport. But the important thing is we made it home alive and had a great time until the last day. So the run down is like this 8 days, 6 airplanes, 5 airports, 3 countries, 1 emergency landing
I'll try and go blog visiting sometime this week and get caught up w/all you guys and try and get this blog back to normal, thank you for your patience.
