I would like to share with the world at large a profile in one of the lamest clubs I have personally ever been to, ever. And I’ve been to some LAME dance clubs in my time. Granted, this club is contained within an enormous all-inclusive resort and the expectations are somewhat low, but still. DAMN this place is lame. Let’s start with the easiest and most immediate thing one would notice upon entering – the decor. Cheeseball posters of dead Hollywood stars, weird scribbles all over the wall, guitars, and an inflatable bobsled. Observe: [nggallery id=31] And then, there’s the crowd. Highlights include a man in a cowboy hat who frequently pumps his crotch into the air. [nggallery id=32] And finally, the music. Man oh man, this was some bad music. The DJ would literally … Read entire article »

On one particular day whilst in Jamaica, a group of us decided to go snorkeling – a boat trip that would take us from Lucea to Negril, with one stop for swimming around, another to a place simply referred to as “Lobster Island,” for no other reason than the fact that there’s a guy there who catches lobsters and cooks them on a fire, right there in front of you. Upon arriving at lobster island, wading through a shallow coral area to get to the beach, it’s pretty much all right there in one view: a lady with a minuscule shop set up under a lean-to, and a fire pit with a dozen or so Jamaicans, all stoned out of there mind. The ‘entrance’ is decorated with some sort of masthead … Read entire article »