After being scrubbed and massaged by Southern lads and lasses, we fell into Jamaica off the Interstate 270 on our way back home to our campsite.
This is where S begins to catch up on my burger intake.. actually I ate one too so count for now is:
E – 5.5
S – 3.5
“That burger was a legend in it’s own lifetime” says S. “Epic, scale and grandeur”….
I think it was the beach that got me excited. And the variety of dipping sauces. Choice in America? Never left wanting for that.