Originally, A and I were planning a trip to Costa Rica for this February, but when our friends announced they were getting married in Jamaica, we decided to post-pone that trip and head to the wedding instead. We were only guests so the only thing we had to do was show up. In fact, the morning of the wedding we were laying on the beach with the bride and groom and realized we didn't even know when and where the wedding was taking place.
They had a lovely and very intimate ceremony on the beach. Including the bride and groom, there were only twenty people in attendance. The bride walked down the beach to the ceremony with her mom to the music of a steel drum band.
A and I took one look at the location, looked at each other and said when the day comes we can be married this is how we both envision it. Looks like we already have our wedding planned.
After the ceremony, we all enjoyed champange on the beach and danced to the steel drums. A tripped over a partially buried rock and thought she broke her toe. Of course there were a lot of photos to be taken.
A and I with the bride and her mother (F), who is one of our best friends.
We posed again with F under the arbor. We were laughing about the fact it looked like we were part of a harem.
We had a little time to kill before dinner so we left the beach and headed to the bar; cocktails and more pictures. A and I had a great deal of fun watching the bride's prissy aunt gasp when I reached over and took A's hand. Yes people, I only took her hand. Then it was off to dinner of steak and lobster. The food was great except the Jamaicans don't know how to cook a steak. I asked for mine well and they brought me a steak that was charred on the outside and still bleeding in the middle. No amount of alcohol could help me eat that! There wasn't a wedding dance, we just waited for the resort nightclub to open and then went dancing. In June they are planning a reception here at home for all the friends and family who couldn't attend. A and I get to do it all again.
Late night Friday then up early Saturday morning to go shopping. The bride had arranged for a taxi to take us. The driver gave us a tour of Montego Bay and taked a about their history and culture. He drove us through some of the market areas where the Jamaicans do their shopping. He dropped us off on the "The Hip Strip". There's a shopping mall near the resort but it's basically run by the resorts. Here there are lots of small shops to check out. They are all basically selling the same stuff but the prices are lower. We stocked up on the normal souvenirs and bought a lot of Blue Mountain coffee to bring home. I finally found a bottle of Ting soda. It is a grapefruit soda made in Jamaica; kind of like a Fresca but 100% better. I was so disappointed the resort didn't have any available. I was stand-by support for F as she bartered for a fake Coach purse. She walked away and they wouldn't go any lower. I offered to buy A this little gem for a souvenir from our trip, but for some reason she wan't interested. :)
Back to the resort for lunch and beach time, then the whole group left again to go on an evening Booze Cruise/snorkel trip. We ended up getting on a catamaran with a group of drunk college kids from Georgia and Florida. I don't think they were legal drinking age for here in the US so their idea of drinking was to gulp as much as possible and then throw up. They just couldn't understand why the crew wouldn't let them have any alcohol until after the snorkeling. I had planned to face my fears of the ocean (I've seen Jaws too many times) but forgot to take my motion sickness medication and got seasick. I stayed onboard instead and took pictures of our group out in the water.
I could quote something very naughty that she said regarding this picture but I won't. ;)
Our good friends F and JK. Yes, he looks a lot like Elvis and actually performs as an Elvis impersonator.
The maid of honor had made this "Just Married" bikini for the bride. The groom didn't want to feel left out so he had a pair of bikini bottoms made that said "Me Too". I have to say it takes a very secure man to drop his drawers in public and strut around in women's bikini bottoms.
The cruise stopped at Margaritaville. Quite a few members of our group went down that slide.
A and most of our group took part in the $1 Margarita shots from the DJ.
Our group back on the boat happily buzzed.
The rum punch was very strong and since I was drinking on an empty stomach, I had a major buzz very fast! See I'm grinning like an idiot and look Chinese. That's the dead give away I'm drunk.