~This is me in one of the prude pools. I was on the prude
side and wearing clothes this morning only long enough
to take photos. ~

It was HOT in the Jamaican airport! There was no air conditioning. Just fans. Fans to blow around hot, sweaty air. The lines of people in customs wound around like a coiled python. There was a Jamaican lady in a blue polyester skirt suit keeping the lines in order and moving.

Hedo, so close yet so far away.

Finally, we made it through, and to the transportation desk to announce our arrival and readiness to board a bus to the resort. We approached the counter from behind which

another Jamaican lady asked, "what resort?". We kind of whispered, "hedonismII". There were other tourists coming in with luggage announcing, "Breezes." or "Grand lido" all proudly. We felt like naughty school kids for going to Hedonism.

I shyly looked around the room and saw a young woman with silky dark hair sitting alone. She smiled knowingly at me. I knew she was a friendly Hedonite as well. I felt better. Sure enough, When the bus driver entered, loaded our luggage onto the dolly, and announced "HEDOII! HEDOII?" She rose to follow him along with shane (my husband) and I. My first Hedo aquaintance and I would soon dance in only thongs and heels at the disco together. That's a story to come.


This is the beautiful nude beach. This was taken early
morning before there were other nudies on the beach.
This tip of the shore is a favorite spot for newlyweds to
have wedding pictures taken. Yes, people get married
at HedonismII.