It began like this.

Prior to leaving on our red eye flight to Jamaica, we had time for a small airport bar celebration. We deserved a mini celebration. Steve and Wendy were celebrating their fourteenth anniversary. Rob and Jennifer were celebrating. Period. They have not had an extended vacation since their daughter was first born three years ago, and probably some time before that. And they now have two children, so yeah, they needed a trip. Dave and I seemed to be celebrating not having to be at work, (which is huge in it's own right) and being able to spend some "exhale" time together. Much needed and time used well. (blush) The airport celebration seemed to set the tone for the rest of the trip. We all were relaxed, happy, laughing, and ready to share the adventure. We ordered a round, and when our drinks arrived, toasted to the grand week before us.
And then Jennifer proudly announced she didn't really drink hard alcohol. The statement hung in the air as she slurped on her lemon drop martini. (mind you, this is a tough crowd) We all took one glance at each other, as if to silently ask, "Should we tell her?", and burst into laughter. And we toasted again, as we all thought, this is going to be a GREAT trip.
OK, will post and write later. (see below) Those clouds are for you Kim....