Chapter XI - Gettin’ Rubbed the RIGHT Way!

Coffee on the beach for me again, while the younger and better looking Queen was in the shower. Had a nice conversation with the QUEEN of Security (Don’ mess wi mi, mon!). The nude beach at Hedonism II is at the end of the property line and security is there all the time to keep interlopers (read: gawkers) out (or at least moving on). Can’t remember her name, either. I am terrible about that kind of shit!) But we were friendly for the rest of our time at the resort. I only called her the “queen of security” ‘cuz she looks like she could kick some serious ass!

Took the Queen her coffee so she could have a sip or two while I took care of my morning rituals and then we headed to the Massage shack to see if we could get a massage (each!) in the morning or whenever. They said they could accommodate both of us in about an hour and a half. Cool…time enough to walk to the dinning room for breakfast. After breakfast we slid by the room to drop off some excess stuff and went over to the beach for our massage(s). They took us both at the same time.

If you have never had a massage on the beach, DO IT at your first opportunity! Talk about gifts from Heaven!

What a great way to start the day!

It was early enough that the Jamaican staff were out and about, workin', talkin’ patois and you could (just) hear the surf hittin’ the likkle seawall.

There was the swish of the ceiling fans.

The sound of the beach guy arranging lounges and raking the beach.

It was too early for SEA DOO’s and other un natural forms of marine life to be out. It was just about perfect.

By the time it was over I was ready for them to just pour me in a beach chair.

We went from the massage shack to the beach chairs and fell into two and just laid there. The Queen was just glowing and I was at peace with the world. At Last!! (Of course it was temporary. But isn’t it always? This is the vibe that permeated my half of the trip.)

Our day had started wonderfully!