Planning a trip to Hedonism II in Negril, Jamaica? Whether you're going for the first time or returning, this Q&A page compiles the most common questions and real-world tips to ensure you get the most out of your experience. From dress codes to resort etiquette to what’s truly included, we’ve got you covered.
Yes… and no. Think of it like a choose-your-own-adventure book, but with fewer clothes and more cocktails. There’s a clothing-optional side where you can keep a few threads on, and a must-be-nude side where, well, your birthday suit is the only dress code.
The wild, anything-can-happen, “did-I-just-see-that?” energy lives on the nude side—so if that’s what you came for, you’ll be peeling down. Everywhere else—restaurants, shows, beach bars—you’ll find folks dressed in everything from barely-there bikinis to outfits that could double as dental floss. Translation: it’s the perfect place to show off… or show it all.
Pretty much everything you need for a good time—and a few things you didn’t know you needed.
All your meals are included (and if you want to get fancy, you can splurge on one of those romantic beach dinners where sand somehow ends up everywhere). Most cocktails are covered too—Crown Royal, Bacardi, Absolut, you name it. But if you’ve got a taste for the “top-shelf of the top-shelf” stuff, like Patrón or boutique wines, those come with a little extra price tag and a lot of swagger.
Entertainment? Oh, it’s all in there—piano bar singalongs, late-night disco moves, poolside games, and stage shows that’ll make you blush, laugh, and maybe question your life choices (in the best way).
For the water lovers: non-motorized sports like sailing, windsurfing, and kayaking are included, and scuba diving is fully part of the deal for certified divers—gear and all. If you’re not certified yet, you can do it here for an extra cost and a lifetime of bragging rights.
And snorkelers? They’ve got you covered too—gear, boat, and a daily trip to check out the fish that don’t need a wristband to get in.
Officially—nope! Hedo has a “no tipping” policy. Gratuities are baked right into your stay, like the rum in your piña colada. Employees get paid based on occupancy and years of service, so the better we all behave (and the fuller the resort), the happier everyone is.
Now, between us... some guests do try the sneaky “handshake with a surprise” move, but be careful—if staff are caught accepting a tip, they could lose their job. And nobody wants to be that person who got the bartender fired for a $10 thank-you.
If you really want to show your appreciation, there’s a tip box by the front desk. Drop something in there—it’s like a karma jar, but with better drinks.
Technically, yes—some areas like restaurants and the lobby require cover-ups or “proper attire.” But let’s be real… at Hedo, "proper" is a very flexible term.
For the ladies: think sexy club wear—also known in resort lingo as Slut Chic. The less fabric, the more you’ll fit in (and the faster your laundry will be done).
For the guys: shorts, flip-flops, and a T-shirt will get you through the week just fine. Some folks—both men and women—rock a sarong all week like it’s a uniform.
Theme nights are where creativity (and modesty) go to die—in the best way possible. Costumes are optional, but they definitely crank up the fun.
Pro tip: pack light, bring breathable clothes, and leave your parka at home. It’s hot in Jamaica—even when it’s winter—and by day two, you’ll wonder why you packed anything at all.
Officially, check-in starts at 3:00 PM—but this is Jamaica, not Switzerland. We’ve scored our room before noon more than once. If you arrive early, drop your bags at the front desk, grab some lunch, or better yet—head straight to the nude pool and get a head start on your vacation (and your tan lines… or lack thereof).
As for the deposit, the resort holds about $250 USD for “incidentals,” which basically means “whatever you break, spill, or get too frisky with.” Heads up: they won’t take American Express for the deposit—but you can use AX when you check out, so your points can at least help pay for your bad decisions.
Absolutely! Solo travelers are welcome at Hedo and are there often—just expect to pay about 75% of the couple’s room rate. Yep, they charge a “party of one” premium because, let’s face it, Hedo loves you... but they love your wallet just a little bit more.
Single ladies can bunk with a couple (you lucky things), but single guys? Sorry fellas—no threesies in the rooming department. Still, you’ll have no shortage of company… this is Hedo, after all..
Officially, public sex is prohibited. (Okay, now that we’ve all stopped laughing…)
Let’s just say “public sex” happens everywhere except the restaurants, lobby, gift shop, and maybe Hedo Weedo. Every pool has its own… “sexual history.” The nude pool? That’s less a pool and more an aquatic sexual adventure zone. In fact, management had to post a “no backdoor action in the pool” sign—because apparently, someone made that necessary.
There are two “official” playrooms. The first is the Happening Hut by the nude pool—unmonitored, open to couples, single ladies, and the occasional lucky gent (pun absolutely intended). Then there’s the monitored playroom behind the spa called the Romping Room, where it’s naked or nothing. Couples in, couples out—you can bring one single guy, but he leaves with you (hopefully smiling). Drinks and “spectating” aren’t allowed, which just proves no one here’s ever managed a real swinger playroom before… but hey, we work with what we’ve got.
Sometimes, the Kama Sutra Building opens as an extra play space, especially when it rains or during big group events. Wherever you end up, the golden rules are simple: respect, consent, and always ask before you touch—because manners matter, even when you’re naked.
The official rule says: “No cameras, video recording, or smart glasses in nude areas.” The unofficial truth? There’s probably a photo of every square inch of Hedo floating around the internet somewhere—possibly even one of your butt if you’ve been there long enough.
We have taken photos at the nude pool too—but only early in the morning when it’s empty (and before the water’s been… well, “warmed up”). We’re careful not to include anyone in the background because we believe consent and privacy actually do matter, even in paradise.
That said, not everyone follows that rulebook—especially during influencer weeks when people are snapping away like it’s Fashion Week for the overexposed. So yes, bring your phone, but use it wisely… and maybe assume that anything you do at Hedo could end up with its own hashtag someday.
Yep—everyone must be at least 18 years old. That’s the official rule. Unofficially, we’ve never seen anyone under 20, but who knows—some of those young ones blend in until they start complaining about Wi-Fi speeds.
Fun fact: the drinking age in Jamaica is 14 (yes, really). So if you’re under 21, congratulations—you can finally sip legally, just not legally back home.
As for the crowd, Hedo’s average age range is 40 to 60—basically, old enough to know better but young enough not to care. There are themed weeks for different generations: Young Swingers Week brings in the early 30s-to-late 40s crowd, while Sexy Silvers caters to the 45+ set, with most happily rocking the 50-to-70 bracket.
No matter the decade, everyone’s here for the same thing: sunshine, sin, and stories they probably shouldn’t tell their kids.
Oh, Hedo doesn’t do “quiet evenings.” Every night has a theme—fetish, toga, glow, lingerie—you name it. Themes change quarterly and are posted on the website, so you can plan your packing… or just improvise with what’s left of your dignity and a few straps of fabric. Dressing up isn’t required, but let’s be honest—it’s way more fun to match your outfit to your bad decisions.
As for entertainment, the resort puts on a nightly show with its in-house entertainment crew—think singing, dancing, and just enough hip thrusts to make you blush. Then a live band takes over to keep the party going. It’s all tastefully naughty, never full-on X-rated… more R-rated flirtation meets Caribbean karaoke.
And don’t miss the piano bar—five nights a week, it’s home to bawdy singalongs, hilarious crowd antics, and the occasional naked body (or three) sprawled across the piano. Do we mind? Not at all. We’ve seen them naked all day—but somehow, it’s still worth an encore performance at night.
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