The resort we stayed at was just beautiful. Everywhere you looked, the scene was nothing less than picturesque. The water was such a clear blue that it was hard to believe it was real. The grounds were lush and well cared for. The decor was stylish. The place even smelled good, as they had incense burning discreetly throughout the buildings. I mean, really. They thought of everything.
J and I agree that this was the best four days we have ever spent together. We relaxed. We slept in. We sat poolside or beachside every morning, and sipped on drinks all the livelong day, every day. We took naps. We ate. A lot. We played ping-pong. We drank. I know I already said that, but it bears repeating. We laughed. We enjoyed each other's company in a way that we didn't know existed before we had children.
While we there, we decided that from here on out, Jamaica is our place. The people there are so wonderful. They are kind and friendly and happy to be alive. They sing. All the time. One woman told us that in Jamaica, even the people who can't sing, sing. We didn't meet a question that wasn't answered with "no problem, mon."
And there were no problems, indeed.
This was the anniversary, perfected.
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