Caribbean Travel Roundup

Newsletter - Paul Graveline, Editor

Caribbean Travel Roundup
Paul Graveline, Editor
Edition 98
October 1, 1999

Last Update 1 October 1999

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Rafael,  our  guide,  talked  in  an  informative  manner  as we left 
Varadero's  20  km  (12.5  mi)  beach of sparkling-white sand behind. 
Like  the  usual Cuban morning, this day the sun was shining brightly 
as  the  mini  bus  with a group of ten made its way southward toward 
our  goal  -  the  recreated Indian village at Guamá, on the southern 
side of the island. 

Rafael,  with  his  microphone,  dominated the scene, "I've just been 
asked  by  a  Canadian  about prisons in Cuba. Well! They're not nice 
places,  but  if  prisoners  are  willing  to  be rehabilitated their 
sentences  are  drastically  cut. Today, the most prominent prisoners 
are   cow   thieves.  The  scarcity  of  meat  has  made  this  crime 

He  went  on,  "But  things  are  getting better." Was he telling the 
truth?  I  could  not  tell.  Many  Cubans, to whom I had spoken, had 
other  views. I remembered the words of a taxi driver when I told him 
that  Varadero appeared to be booming. He replied sarcastically as he 
waved  outside the cab's window, "You see all this! It's all for you! 
Nothing for us!" 

As  we  passed  through fields of sisal, Rafael talked about the many 
products,  like rope and detergent, produced from this pineapple-like 
plant,  then  asked,  "Does anyone know why the farmers here call its 
flower  `the  flower  of death'?" No one had an answer. Rafael smiled 
as  he answered himself, "The plant lives about 17 years, but once it 
produces a flower it dies." 

At  the  entrance  to Cardenas, a town of 90,000, as we passed a huge 
crab  monument,  Rafael's  voice boomed. "This town is noted from its 
crabs.  I'll  bet  not  many  of you know that the crabs here make an 
annual  trip  to  the nearby ocean to wash their gentiles before they 
breed." I looked around. No one seemed interested. 

Traversing  the  city, which like most Cuban towns was neat and clean 
but  with  buildings  badly  in  need  of paint, we came to sugarcane 
fields  spread  out  as far as the eye could see - Cuba is one of the 
three  top  sugar-producing countries in the world. The 200 products, 
from  animal  feed,  molasses  and  alcohol products to medicines and 
paper,  produced  from  the cane, is a major factor in the evolvement 
of  the  struggling  Cuban economy. However, sugarcane production has 
plummeted  from  8 million tons in 1992 to some 3 million in the last 
few  years. Its earning of foreign exchange has gone to second place, 
overwhelmed by tourism which earns 42% of the foreign currency. 

Past  the  town  of  Jovenolla,  we  left the sugar fields behind and 
entered  a  green  ocean  of well-shaped citrus trees. After Castro's 
revolution,  80,000  ha  (200,000 ac) of citrus fruit were planted in 
this  part  of  Cuba.  Villages  and free boarding schools were built 
amid  grapefruit, lemon, orange and tangerine orchards. Secondary and 
university  students  work  two  hours  daily  in  the largest citrus 
plantation  in  all of Latin America, then study for the remainder of 
the day. 

At  Fiesta  Campesina,  a  small  farm-zoo, on the edge of the citrus 
fields,  featuring  Cuban  creatures, we stopped to rest and view the 
animals.  I  was  truly intrigued with two endangered animal species: 
the  Jutía,  a  vegetarian tree rat whose females menstruate, holding 
the  blood  back  with  a  tree  leaf  between  their  legs;  and the 
manjuari,  a fish with an alligator head and fish body, which has not 
evolved for 3 million years. 

At  La Boca, we toured an alligator farm, then boarded a vessel which 
takes  visitors  across  a lake to the Indian village. After about 30 
minutes  we  docked  by  the  museum-Indian  town - a reminder of the 
totally eliminated non-violent Taínos. 

When,  in  1492,  Columbus  landed on the northeastern shore of Cuba, 
the   peaceful   Taínos  received  the  Spaniards  with  hospitality. 
However,  the  Indians  who  had  greeted him and his crew with food, 
drink  and  something  new  -  tobacco  - were soon to learn that the 
Spaniards   were  without  scruples.  In  the  ensuing  decades,  the 
savagery  of  the  Conquistadors  was without parallel. The Spaniards 
then  proceeded  westward  slaughtering  the  Indians who offered any 
opposition.  In  less  than  40 years, disease, war and the mines had 
virtually exterminated an indigenous population of some 100,000. 

The  years rolled by and, until Castro came to power, not many Cubans 
were  aware  that their island was once the home of peaceful Indians. 
Among  his first acts was to personally supervise the construction of 
a  16th  century  Taíno  village which was named Guamá after the last 
courageous Indian chief who fought the conquerors. 

A  few  years  ago, when I visited this Indian village with its life-
like  statues,  about  two  dozen  people,  picked  to  represent the 
original  inhabitants  of  Cuba, put on a re-enactment of Indian life 
before  the  Spanish  conquest.  Fascinated with the scene, I stepped 
forward  to  take  photos. Thinking how physically beautiful were the 
men  and women actors, I looked up from my camera to see a young lady 
walking  toward  us. Smilingly she picked me from the some 50 tourist 
spectators.  Taking  my  hand, she led me to the front of the chief's 
thatched hut and motioned me to kneel beside her. 

In  front  of  us,  the  chief  and  witch  doctor were going through 
motions  which  I  could not comprehend. Watching their movements, it 
suddenly  struck  me.  "It  was  a  wedding  ceremony.  We were being 

Every  time  I  would glance sideways at my attractive Indian maiden, 
she  would  smile and with motions instruct me what to do. I was in a 
domain of illusion - a world of the long-gone gentle Taíno Indians. 

The  ceremony  finished,  my fantasy bride pulled me up to join hands 
with  the  remainder  of  the  actors,  along with the tourists, in a 
dance  - apparently to celebrate our wedding. A few moments later, we 
entered  the  chief's hut where my bride took a bright red flower and 
gave it to me - I thought `to seal our marriage.' 

Just  before  the  collection  plate  at the door, my beauty left me. 
However,  my world of illusion would not fade away. As I walked away, 
I  was  still  in a daze thinking of my fantasy bride. I only woke up 
to  reality  when one of our group standing beside me asked, "Are you 
still  thinking  of  that  beautiful  young bride? Too bad! She's not 

This  time  as our boat docked at the Taíno village, I was excited in 
anticipation.  Perhaps  the  wedding  scene  would be repeated. A few 
minutes  later  we  were  in  the Taíno village. Alas! I could see no 
wedding.  I turned to Rafael asking, "Is there to be a re-creation of 
a  Taíno  wedding today?" He smiled, "Now we have only a purification 
ceremony. You'll see it in the chief's hut." 

As  we  passed  single  file  through the hut, maidens accompanied by 
drummers  began to purge us of our sins. Were they cleansing me of my 
thoughts  of  that  Indian maiden? I rushed out. I did not want to be 
purified  of  the reflections about my beautiful Taíno bride - of the 


(Ed. Note: Elba also contributed reports from Isla Margarita, and Puerto Rico in this edition.)

After  our  visit to Dunes Allegro Resort, this place was a let down. 
We  expected  the  same Allegro experience but fell short. We thought 
that  by  visiting  its  adults  only  resorts, the fun would be even 
better.  The  place  felt  more like a retreat at a monastery, except 
the  monks  like  good food. So their idea of adults only means peace 
and quiet, not wild fun.

The  resort  is  nice and a good layout with 2 pools. Beautiful beach 
with  a restaurant. Lush gardens but no hammocks. The food was OK but 
little  variety  and  after  3  days  little else to try. The Italian 
restaurant  was  good  but  hey  haven't  a  clue  on  how  to make a 
capuchino coffee!.

the  staff.  - sucked The male entertainment staff were local and the 
female  staff  were  Brazilian.  Having been to a Brazilian carnival, 
our  expectations  were high. Well first of all they never approached 
anyone  personally  to  give  a welcome and an invitation to join the 
fun  and games. They appeared more interested in chasing single guys. 
Their  entertainment  in  the  pool and beach was limited to throwing 
the  guests  a ball and told to get on with it. Second, they gave the 
impression  that  their  cute  buns was all the entertainment needed. 
The  day  it  rained  they  had  no  clue  as to how to entertain the 
guests.  they resorted to handing out a few games of scrabble!. (When 
I  visited  the  Dunes  Allegro  in Venezuela, the power went out one 
evening.  The staff was so creative it was the best night of all. The 
manager  actually  told  us  he  had  been very nervous about how the 
guests  would react and even safety. He said that these kids actually 
saved  the  evening.)  Back  in Jack Tarr, the shows were decent. but 
not  outstanding.  The Brazilian girls kept trying to steal the show. 
Later  at  the  disco  they  were  only  interested  in dancing among 
themselves and not inviting the crowd.

The  bartenders  and waiters were of limited help. As someone said in 
a  report they were more interested in making life easy on themselves 
not  the  guest.  They  pretended to be friendly and informal when it 
suited  them  but  it edged on show-offenses and bore. They pretended 
to  imitate  Jamaicans.  Another problems was that (we speak Spanish) 
they would talk behind the guests back.

Local  guests.  We  found  several  local guests. Although my wife is 
Puerto  Rican  and  I  find them to be loud, I found Dominicans to be 
loud  and  also obnoxious. They invaded one pool every day and gawked 
at the topless and nude guests, not to mention the remarks. 
A place I will not return to.


It  must  have  been far from the minds of the creators of the highly 
successful  movie,  Jurassic  Park,  that introducing Dominican amber 
imbedded  with  insects  would  initiate  a  run  on the sale of this 
centuries-old  attractive  resin.  Yet,  this  is  what has happened. 
Apparently,  the  scenes  of  the  actors  inspecting  amber encasing 
perfectly  preserved  insects  has created a huge demand for what has 
been called 'the Dominican Republic's golden gem'. 

During  my  numerous  trips to Puerto Plata, the Dominican Republic's 
main  tourist  resort,  I  have  been  always  intrigued by the great 
variety  of  amber  products  offered  to  gawking  visitors  in  the 
countless  tourist  shops.  The  gem's  warm-golden  transparency and 
attractive  lustre  invariably  held me enthralled. Like the ancients 
who  for  thousands  of  years  prized and held amber in high esteem, 
this  treasure  of  early man had entrapped me in its aura of mystery 
and romance. 

Primitive  tribes  in  the  Bronze  and  Iron Ages endowed amber with 
mystical  qualities  and  utilized  it  as  a  currency  and in their 
religious  practices.  In  the  lands edging the Baltic Sea, where it 
has  been known since man first walked that part of the earth, it was 
believed  that  amber protected the living and sped the dead on their 
journey  to  the other world. Hence, it was placed in tombs to ensure 
immortality.  In  Greek mythology, the Heliades, sisters of Phaethon, 
the  favourite  child  of  the  sun-god Helios, were transformed into 
trees  from  whose  branches tears continually fell and hardened into 
this rich looking resin. 

Amber  has  from  time immemorial been worn as an amulet and employed 
for  medical  purposes.  The  negative  charge of static electricity, 
produced  when  it is rubbed, gave it a reputation for curing certain 
diseases.  It  was  believed  by  medieval  physicians  that an amber 
necklace  was  an efficacious remedy for throat disorders, especially 
goiter.  Others prescribed it to restrain the flux in the body, as an 
antidote  to poison, to ward off nervous afflictions, relieve asthma, 
aid  in  the alleviation of both deafness and dimness of sight and to 
ease bouts of dysentery. 

A  product  originating  from  living organisms, amber is not truly a 
mineral  even  though  it is usually obtained by mining. In the main, 
it  is  found  in loose sands and clays in irregular lumps or nodules 
which  are  often  washed  ashore  by the ocean waves. Soft, light in 
weight  and  very brittle, these fossil resin shapes in the Dominican 
Republic  have  been  found  to  enshrine  at  least 1,000 species of 
mostly extinct insects and crustaceans. 

Outside  the  Baltic  countries,  which  remain  the  fountainhead of 
amber,  the most plentiful source is found in the Dominican Republic. 
It  has  been  mined  in that country since it was first mentioned by 
Columbus  in  1496  on his second voyage to the New World. Two of the 
main  deposits  are  located  near  the  northern shore of the island 
which  has  been  labeled  'the  Amber  Coast'  -  in  the Cordillera 
Septentrional at Palo Alto and in the Samana region. 

Dominican  amber  is  more  brittle than other varieties and tends to 
easily  break  when subjected to sharp blows. Almost 60 million years 
old,  this  Western  Hemisphere resin is very attractive and found in 
colours  from  crystal  clear  to black-golden. The fauna inclusions, 
which  are  more  abundant than those found in the Baltic lands, have 
made  the  country a looking glass mirror for archaeologists from all 
over the world. 

Readily  cut,  drilled and polished; and warm to the touch, amber has 
since   prehistoric  times  been  universally  popular  for  personal 
adornment  and other ornamental products. Skilled Dominican craftsmen 
turn   out   from  this  ancient  gem  exquisite  bangles,  earrings, 
necklaces  and  charms.  A  favourite  type  of  jewelry is made from 
silver  or  gold-filled wire wrapped around polished amber or used to 
string   up   drilled   semi-polished   nodules  into  bracelets  and 
Besides  all  types  of jewelry, the amber is often carved into knife 
handles,  candlesticks,  plaques,  rosary  beads,  statues  and table 
vessels.  Most  of  these artisan products tend to have a distinctive 
quality  which reflects the now extinct Taíno Indian culture. Without 
question,  they are the best buys a tourist can make in the Dominican 

One  of  the  top  places where a visitor can view and purchase these 
products  is a bazaar- museum complex in Puerto Plata - the heartland 
of  the  country's  amber  industry.  The  ground floor consists of a 
seven  room  bazaar  where  amber  goods  are made and sold. It is an 
excellent  handicraft  shop  which features many types of jewelry not 
available elsewhere in the Republic. 

The  second  floor  houses  one  of  the  Western Hemisphere's unique 
museums,  featuring  the  world's most extensive collection of amber. 
Displaying  rough  pieces  from  shale  and sediment encrustations to 
perfectly  polished jewels in all shapes and forms, it celebrates the 
long  history of what Dominicans call 'the burning stone'. It is said 
that  after visiting this museum-marketplace, vacationers will always 
fondly  remember  the  Dominican  Republic for its 'golden gem of the 


Trip : 20 to 26 August 1999

We'll  try  to keep this report (relatively) short, and not duplicate 
the  excellent  reports  written  by  others.  However, we had such a 
wonderful  time  at  Grand Lido Negril that we wanted to relive it by 
writing  this!  Also,  a number of people were kind enough to respond 
to  our  on-line questions when we were trying to decide where to go, 
so this is a sort of payback.

To  provide  context  for the reader, this trip represented a belated 
25th  anniversary  celebration.  In  addition,  it was our first time 
away  from  our  kids for this many nights since a year before the 11 
year-old  was  born  (you do the math!). We run a sole proprietorship 
consulting  business, have two kids (14 and 11), volunteer a lot, and 
spend  most  of  our life exhausted. We wanted a vacation to remember 
who  each  other  was (that is, social life was not important to us), 
in  a beautiful stress-free beach environment. We spent a lot of time 
on-line  and  on  the  phone trying to select the best resort for our 
needs.  In  the  end, we selected Grand Lido Negril, and are thrilled 
that we did.

Also,  the  resort  was  about  40%  full for most of our stay, which 
definitely  affected  our  impressions. However, given how very empty 
it  seemed  at times while we were there, I don't think it would feel 
crowded even at 100% full.


Briefly,  we drove from our home in western New Jersey to Raleigh, NC 
to  drop  off our kids. When we returned we drove to Kiawah Island SC 
to pick them up, and then home.

We  flew Delta from RDU to Atlanta where we connected to Air Jamaica. 
Both  airlines  functioned  as  well as can be expected for late 90's 
flying,  although  the Air Jamaica flights were more than half empty, 
we  guess because it's low season for Jamaica. The only major problem 
was  a  significant flight delay in Atlanta on our return trip caused 
by  crew  being  shifted  around  from  flight  to flight. Apparently 
weather  elsewhere had delayed many flights. Thus, we arrived back at 
our  lodging  in  Raleigh at 2:30 a.m. instead of the scheduled 11:30 
p.m.  However,  we  can't  bash Delta, just two weeks before they had 
been  wonderful  to  our  14  year-old, and us, when she was stranded 
overnight  in  Cincinnatti while returning from Space Camp. Flying in 
the  late  90's has its ups and downs (no pun intended) regardless of 

Most  importantly,  we flew from Montego Bay to Negril on Timair, and 
back  again  at  the  end  of  our  stay. Both flights were excellent 
(thanks  to Jason and Sam!). Monica gets motion sick in the back of a 
cab  (bus,  train,  airplane,  you  name  it), so you can imagine how 
smooth  the  flights  were, since she loved them! We highly recommend 
Timair, at least in good flying weather!

The Room

We  had  requested  the  standard  junior suite, with ocean view, the 
middle  range  selection. We were upgraded to beach front, apparently 
because  I'd mentioned that it was our 25th anniversary. The room was 
as others have described, and we found it extremely comfortable.

The  most  pleasing  part was its location. When we opened the drapes 
to  the  patio  we discovered we were right on the c/o beach, roughly 
50  feet  from  the  waters of Bloody Bay! The convenience of walking 
this  short distance to enter smooth 85 plus degree water at any time 
of day or night can't be overstated! And, we did it often!

The Food

Breakfast  has  the  option of the central buffet or room service. We 
did  each,  and  were  happy  with  each.  Room service was great for 
eating  on  the  patio, but there were a few items on the buffet that 
we  liked very much and that were not available from room service. In 
particular,  no one seemed to notice that a cook was preparing French 
toast  to order every morning. He was located to the left of the main 
buffet  area.  I  hope that others do begin to take notice, because I 
wouldn't want the French toast option to go away!

For  lunch  we  ate at the central buffet. Others have mentioned that 
lunch  seems  an  afterthought  at  GLs,  and this was somewhat true. 
Still,  we  always  found  plenty  to  eat  that  we enjoyed, and the 
desserts were awesome!

For  dinner  GL  Negril has the option of three restaurants: La Pasta 
(which  serves  what you would expect, we get that at home so did not 
eat  there),  Café  Lido (which has a slacks and collared shirt dress 
code  for  men),  and  Piacere (the "white glove" restaurant with the 
jacket  and  slacks,  no tie, requirement for men). On Wednesdays and 
Fridays there are special buffets with special entertainment.

We  did  Café  Lido  and  Piacere each twice (lucky for us it was low 
season,  otherwise  it's difficult to visit Piacere more than once in 
six  evenings,  reservations are required). Each was excellent in its 
own  way.  Café  Lido's  menu  changed,  and  it  had  a more relaxed 
atmosphere,  as  a  Café  should, but it was thoroughly enjoyable and 
the  food  was  excellent.  Piacere  was  almost  too  formal for our 
tastes,  but  then  we've  been raising kids and eating in diners for 
the  last  14 years. We got used to the much higher standard quickly! 
The food was excellent here also, but with a more elegant style.

A  couple of notes: we love dessert, and were not disappointed at any 
meal  in  any  location.  With regards to the "slacks" dress code, it 
also  applies to the cocktail hour cruise on the M/Y Zein as well. It 
was  explained that the experience of the resort has been that if men 
are  allowed  to  wear  shorts  they  frequently  show up in "boxers, 
jogging  shorts, pajama bottoms, etc.". Therefore, when a little less 
informality is desired the resort requires men to wear slacks.

Entertainment and Music in general

While  there  is  live  entertainment every night, plus piano bar and 
disco,  we  didn't  always  stay, preferring to walk or go for a late 
swim.  However,  we  did see the Caribbean Night show, which was very 
good  (contortionist,  native  dancers,  fire  eater, juggler, limbo, 
etc.)  and  a trio of female singers with band backup that did a fine 

What  we  enjoyed  even more, and which I haven't noticed anyone else 
mention,   was   the  background  music  at  the  meals  and  in  the 
restaurants.   Café   Lido   had  two  musicians  playing  very  good 
instrumental  jazz  as  background; Piacere had an excellent pianist. 
Several  lunches  in  the  main buffet were accompanied by the "house 
band"  which  played  instrumental jazz well. The highlight, however, 
was  the pair of musicians who played for lunch on our last two days. 
A  violinist  and  keyboardist played jazz, or other genres in a jazz 
style,   with   great   improvisational   flair.  As  will  any  good 
improvisors,  they  sat  facing each other and played off each other. 
They  brought  every  song  they  played  to  life. One example was a 
rendition  of  "Dueling  Banjos", which drew applause and cheers from 
the  audience  of  lunchers throughout as well as at the end. Even if 
you  prefer  the food from one of the "houses" or bars, if these guys 
are playing you should grab your food and go listen. 


We  have only a little to say about activities, because we went to GL 
Negril  to become vegetables, and worked very hard at it. However, we 
snorkeled  once,  rode  a  water  trike,  took the shopping trip. The 
snorkeling  equipment  was  OK, but I'm sure serious snorkelers would 
prefer  to  bring  their  own.  The  water  trike  was  fine, and met 

The  shopping trip was useful for obtaining guilt-reducing souvenirs, 
and  the  prices  were  lower  than in the gift shop, although higher 
than  the  airport  duty-free for some items, while lower for others. 
The  trip  involved three stops: the craft market, a duty free store, 
and  a shopping center. The craft market was the only area to bargain 
on  this  trip, and the selection of merchandise was pretty good. The 
middle  stop  at  the  duty  free  store  was pointless, and could be 
eliminated  to  allow  more  time  at  the  craft market and shopping 
center.  The shopping center was obviously built to satisfy tourists, 
but was useful for souvenirs.

General Resort Highlights

The   grounds  are  extremely  attractive  and  well  and  skillfully 
maintained.  Workers  raked  and  generally  kept  the  grass,  sand, 
walkways,  etc.  extremely  neat.  In  addition,  gardeners were both 
pruning  and  grafting  plants  throughout  the  grounds,  showing  a 
concern  for  maintaining  and  improving  on  an  already  beautiful 

One  attention  to  detail  that was a very nice touch: workers using 
power  equipment  (trimmers, blowers, etc.) turned them off as guests 
passed, and back on afterwards.

The  water  of  Bloody Bay was extremely calm and clear while we were 
there  (an  advantage  over  Long  Bay which had much more watercraft 
traffic  because  of  the larger number of resorts on that side). You 
could  lay  on  the surface with a snorkel mask (or regular swimmer's 
goggles)  and see the grains of sand on the bottom. Also, because the 
shore  is  part sandy beach and part rock there is a great variety of 
underwater  life very close to shore. We saw a variety of fish, rays, 
crabs, starfish, and more within a few yards of the beach.

The  people are uniformly pleasant, ranging from cordial to extremely 
enthusiastic.   We   particularly  liked  Lucy  (one  of  the  Social 
Directors)  who  showed  us to our room, gave us our orientation, and 
always  seemed  to  be  around  with  a smile and a humorous comment. 
Enold,  at the main bar, re-introduced us to the wonders of the Black 
Russian,   but  made  with  Blue  Mountain  Coffee  Liquer.  Numerous 
bartenders  made  variations  on  rum drinks and others (Monica was a 
bit  tough  to please but they kept trying). Everyone had a smile and 
a "Good Morning" or whatever as we passed.

The Clothing Optional Area

One  of the areas in which GL Negril met our requirements was in what 
seemed  in  advance  a  low-key  clothing  optional  area. Both of us 
wished  to  try  nude  sunbathing and swimming, but in a low pressure 
environment  in  which  we  could  adapt at our own rate or even stay 
dressed  if  we  were  uncomfortable.  From  our  advance research GL 
Negril seemed to meet this requirement.

The  actuality  was  exactly  what  we were looking for. The clothing 
optional  beach  and  pool  area  is  big enough with enough areas of 
beach  and  plantings  that  you  can be as secluded or social as you 
wish.  Thus,  early in our stay we undressed for our end of the beach 
but  wrapped  a towel around to go to the bar. By the end of our stay 
we  showered  nude  at  the  outdoor  shower in the pool and bar area 
shower  and  only  covered  up  if  there  seemed  to be many clothed 
persons around.

The  dress  of the people in the c/o area ranged from nude couples to 
couples  in  which  one  was  and  one wasn't, and people who removed 
nothing.  People  who wished to socialize gravitated to the bar area, 
but  those  who  didn't  had plenty of room on the rest of the beach, 
and in the water, to be alone.

The  c/o  area  was  never  crowded.  At the most I counted about two 
dozen  people  in  the  beach  area at one time. Early in the morning 
(before  8:00  a.m.)  and at the cocktail hour (5:00 to 6:00 p.m.) we 
had  the area completely to ourselves. Even when all two dozen people 
were   in  the  water  floating  on  the  raft/cushions  (a  blissful 
activity)  no  one  ever  bumped  into  another,  or even came within 
several yards!

If  you  are  someone who has considered nude sunbathing or swimming, 
this  is  the  place  to try it. I've been a swimmer all my life, and 
spent  almost  too  much  of  it  in speedos and other swimsuits. The 
feeling  of  swimming without is extremely liberating; I swear I swam 
faster  than  I  have  in  years the first time I went in nude. Also, 
sunbathing  is  much  more  comfortable  without  a  wet suit wrapped 
around  you  (duh!).  My  wife feels much the same way, and loves our 
much  reduced  tan  lines  (be careful to use an adequate sunscreen!) 
And  at this resort you can get up in the morning, walk out your door 
and  walk  into the water with "no problem". You can also do the same 
thing  to  cool  off  in  the  evening before bed! We did both nearly 
every day and loved every minute of it.


This  is  hardly  an  objective  review  of  GL  Negril.  We needed a 
vacation  alone together in the right environment and this resort met 
or  exceeded  our  needs  and  expectations in every respect. We will 
definitely  be back, as soon as we can find another place to send our 

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