This post has more pictures than usual because I really wanted to show what kind of experience I had in the “ghetto”. When I got there it only took minutes for one of them to tell me I suit the ghetto. In a strange way I was honored. A couple friends of mine who stay in Ocho Rios invited me to their REAL home in Spanish Town, in the parish of St Catherine. I agreed without hesitation, not knowing really what I was in for. We drove just over an hour and reached their home after dark...
Oniel’s House On my 2006 Sumfest trip I was all over the place. A few days in Ocho Rios, then Montego Bay, and I had considered hitting Negril for a few days too. As luck would have it I accidentally ran into a guy in Mobay that I knew from YEARS ago in Negril. As it turned out he and his cousin now owned a house up the hill in Negril and had a spare bedroom that he could rent to me for a few nights. Sold! He picked me up the next morning at my hotel in Mobay and off we went. Verandah...
Mama’s House I “actually” met my second Mama on my birthday in 2006. I “cyber-met” her long before that on a Jamaican travel forum. When we started chatting about 5 years ago she didn’t yet live in Jamaica, but finally she made her move and the timing was perfect for me to visit her. I flew into Jamaica on my birthday in 2006 and Mama met me at the airport for the first time! It was hilarious to finally meet her and seemed like we’d known each other...
Hang with locals I called this post “part 1″ in case any of the other crazy things I’ve done pop into my mind. I’ll be sure to post them if they do. But for now I can think of one or two ways to meet Jamaican locals that stand out in my head. Being a white female doesn’t hurt but I’m not going to focus on that because it will perpetuate stereotypes. I see a lot of people have searched “meet Jamaican locals” and stumbled on to my blog so I thought...
Living in Llandillo **Disclaimer** I regret that the trip in this post is about a year before I owned a digital camera and I hardly have any pictures that were worth using Kind of crappy pics and definitely a lack of them too. Sorry! On my second trip to Jamaica back in 2003 I had made arrangements to stay at the home of a Jamaican police officer in Llandillo Phase 1, Savanna La Mar, in the parish of Westmoreland. Not as glamorous as it sounds LOL. Me & police officer Adrian in Falmouth,...
