Really, I have found it. Let me explain. Today started with me waking up at 3:30AM, on purpose. I was pretty excited. It’s not every day you get to leave the country, for me this would only be my second excursion outside the good ole US of A. My only other trips have been to Canada, which were fun, but not quite on the level of a Jamaican vacation. So after flying for 8 hours, and a 2 hour bus trek across the Jamaican coastline, I arrived at Sandals resort. Just what I thought I’d been waiting for all day (or the last 3 months for that matter). As soon as I got here, I realized I was in for a long week.

I agreed to come to Jamaica for my friends, Laura and Hank. “What could be more fun than celebrating a wedding in Jamaica?”, I thought. My initial idea, I guess, was that I never go on vacation and this might as well be the time. It all sounded good before I got here.

It’s no secret that Sandals is a couples resort and it’s also not much of a secret that I’m a single guy (at least I don’t think so). On top of that, my buddy Justin, who is my roommate for this week, is a guy. For the record, neither of us is gay, and so that means we end up in awkward situations for the rest of our trip. And if things couldn’t get much worse, every other person here that I know is with their spouse/girlfriend. Even Justin has a girlfriend back home. I don’t even know what kind of spare wheel that makes me.

Just some of my experiences so far. After settling in, Justin and I set out to find some place to eat and pretty much just sat down at the first place we found. Of course the table was set with adjacent place settings. Let’s not forget the single king size bed in our room, or when one of the hotel staff asked where my “partner” was. As I sit here on our balcony writing, there’s some kind of beach party going on, but hell if I’m going to show up all alone. I can only imagine what the next few days is going to bring.

As I said to begin with, I’m in hell and it looks like paradise. Maybe the rest of the week won’t be so awkward, but I won’t be holding my breathe. The best I can hope is that by tomorrow I can meet up with the rest of my friends and try to have a good time.