Current Blog: 8TH STREET LATINAS stepped off the plane onto the tarmac in Montego Bay, there were Sean and Brooke waiting for us. Their flight had arrived shortly before ours. Hugs and laughter all around. We piled into the taxivan that would take us to the resort hotel in Negril on the western side of the island and spent the ride catching up. Before long we'd recaptured the easy familiarity that had characterized our friendship from the start.