8/5/00 - 8/11/00
I am totally amazed at the rave reviews sent in by former guests of Hedo3. I thought it was one of the worst trips I had ever been on. Let me start by saying that I am a travel agent and had heard mixed reviews of this place, so I figured I'd find out for myself. I am 21 years old and brought my best friend who is also 21. We are good looking girls, but neither of us was prepared for the crap we dealt with in Jamaica.
When we arrived at the hot, nasty airport and got to the Superclubs desk, we met up with the only two normal people we would encounter the whole trip. After taking the bumpy ride through the ghettos of Jamaica, we pulled up to Hedo3. Definitely not a luxury resort, but we weren't expecting too much anyway. We went to the front desk to check in and were told that they didn't see a reservation for us. I gave the girl my confirmation number and she took it in the back room and stayed there for about 20 minutes, She came out and said she still didn't have a reservation. I advised her that I am a travel agent and booked it myself, so I know there is one. Then she suddenly found it. She said to leave our bags there and someone would get them. We decided to wait with our bags and were eventually escorted to our room.
We immediatlely made dinner reservations because we were starving, which we booked at the Italian restaurant. The food was nothing to brag about. Then we had a few drinks. Eveything we asked for tasted like shit. A White Russian??? A Toasted Almond??? A Fuzzy Navel??? A Mind Eraser??? The bartenders said they knew what it was when we asked for it but everything tasted like a Pina Colada or Strawberry Daqueri. All the bartenders do is pour some alcohol into a glass and then have you add your own flavored , crushed ice. UMMMMM! I've never been to an island resort with such horrible drinks.
Then we proceeded to bed after a long day of flying. We were fast asleep when the phone rang at 400am. My friend, Kristen, picked it up. I heard her yelling something and then she hung up. It turns out that some employees of Hedo3 called. They said "we saw you girls check in today. How would you like 2 Jamaicans to come screw you, free of charge"? My friend said "NO" and hung up. But only about 10 minutes later we heard a knock on the door. I got up and looked throgh the peephole and saw 2 workers standing outside our door. They said, "come on girls, open the door. We're here to give you room service". Well, we did not open the door. In fact, after they left my friend put a chair against it. Who knows if these guys can get room keys or not.
The next morning, I complained to the front desk. They said not to worry and they would take care of it. Sure.....It continued every night for the rest of trip. Everywhere we went we were annoyed by the horny workers who tried to follow us back to our room. It rained almost everyday and the drinks sucked. Our favorite part of the whole trip was watching the Playboy channel, which is pretty pathetic since we are both straight girls. The single guys there where so ugly, and the couples were even worse. I've enjoyed trips to Cancun and Los Cabos, Mexico. I loved every minute I spent in Aruba. I've partied in Miami, L.A., and Vegas regularly. I've been to numerous islands and many different countries. But pigs will need to fly and snow will have to fall in hell before I set foot on the island of Jamaica again.