Bob Marley blasting out of the beat box... just all these little parties going on up and down the beach...getting so wasted.. came back once... and woke up in bed still in bikini... covered in sand... all in my hair, mouth.. just everywhere....the caribbean was a magical place... loved it all... another great place was St.Thomas. Megans Bay.. great rum punch... Calabash beach in Grenada..
Do you remember that hotel in Acapulco... The Princess... did para gliding on there... now I get nervous if I climb up a ladder..
Gibralter... and the nice monkeys (joke)...lisbon... what was that all about... we went to some strange places in the Med..
hottest place I can remember was the Panama..
Its funny you thought Jay was aloof... as quite a lot of people onboard thought the Casino girls were snobby... but we far from that... maybe a few thought they were somthing and were looking for a rich punter but they were few and far between.
I bought some nice things on my travels... some nice art work... but also some crap !!!
What about Mother Phillips...he loved us.. and all the old scouse barmen that use to work in the Theatre Bar, Piano Bar... you would order your drinks and cigarettes through them... and of course extras on the side... like crates of champagne.. for cash only and when you came down from work all would be waiting with tea towels over the top... but it was lots of different people from many places... but you always made sure you kept in with the right people..didn't want my food being edited before it came out LOL !!!
As you say Peter... I cannot drink like that anymore... if I have too much (good) red wine... next day I am hanging.. life has to slow down (a bit)... but doesn't mean you have to stop enjoying good things in life..
