We definitely need to hang out in Jamaica! Lol!
We definitely need to hang out in Jamaica! Lol!
Dear, dear Vi, thanks for sharing this wonderful report. It just made my day. You made me feel as though I was walking along with you as you just chatted about your two town tour. Quite fun. The pics are marvelous, the warmth comes through and it's needed today as it is soooo cold.
The way you enjoy, struggle and then burst into the sunshine with every twist in the road is amazing. Truly loving this.
Hi sher and welcome to the ride!!! I know how you feel. I just got back myself and I shake my head asking where did the time go??? I’m glad you are enjoying this experience and hope you have plans to return soon.Originally Posted by sher
Lol JitterBug, you definitely know how to nudge me to be more emotionally revealing.
Thanks butterfly. Yes Jamaica provides the setting I need to notice my blessings and put my tribulations behind me. I know you take advantage of the same when you’re there.Your definitely my kind of girl, I love the way you vacation. Time to be alone, and learn yourself and get familiar with your inner self. The beautiful nature of Jamaica make for a perfect place to do just that. I enjoy time alone, not mistaking that I am in any way lonely. I also enjoy good company, it deters the hustlers and undesirables.
Schuttzie, I was so relaxed I allowed myself to be photographed and videoed!!!!! The fact that I let someone “touch” my camera proved I was more comfortable then ever. I had a blast.Oh, too funny about the fish eye pictures, lol! Sounds like you were very relaxed and having a great time
LOL but listen kaycee, you’ll have to run without me!!!
Oh my bjritz! Your comments touch me deeply. In fact, you and others make me wanna retrieve the experiences I tossed away and add them to the report. Thank you so much for taking the time to check out my post and add your most appreciated compliment.
7/20/14 - sunday, day 17
Counting down the hours is painful but that’s how some of us torture ourselves when time to depart is close. Counting days, then hours. As of 7:00 AM I have 56 hours remaining in Jamaica. Two and a half days. The sunshine is calling you Vi. Pay attention to it!! Get up and get out.
I called Mr. B to ask him to take me to a breakfast spot. Became a little disappointed when he said he was not in the area. He takes a young girl to work five times a week standard so I couldn’t disrupt that arrangement just for a breakfast drop off. After that he has to run a business errand.
Oh well…can’t sit around waiting so I head out on foot down the lane to seek a ride. Once I got to the end of the lane, I decided to continue walking towards the round about. I wanted to take pictures of the boats under the bridge. To avoid a certain money changing turd, I decided to cross the street before getting to the Value Master parking lot. Traffic was non-stop so getting to the other side took timing and skill. I possessed neither that morning and almost got ran over by a corolla and bike. Screeching tires…blaring horns…yelling! Lots of yelling. Shook me up so bad I forgot about taking the picture and was way beyond the point before I remembered. It wasn’t the drivers’ fault…I missed judged and almost caused a bad accident. Timing and attention are a must when crossing the street in front of the bank and Burger King.
A car slows up and stops beside me. I got excited thinking it was Mr. B. The driver asked if I needed a ride. I accepted just so I could stop walking and prevent another near miss calamity.
“You muss be careful crossing de road.”
“You saw that?”
“Ya mon. You muss keep your eyes pon where you walk. The drivas dem can’t watch out fe people who walk with confusion.”
“Thanks. (kissteet) I’ll keep that in mind.”
“No problem. You going to de beach?”
“Yes, but not now. I’m going to have breakfast first at Sweet Spice.”
“Sweet Spice???”
“Yes???”
“It’s de odda way.”
He slows and turns around. Darn, I forgot Sweet Spice isn’t on the beach road. I guess he’s going to charge me more for the whip around and extra driving.
Surprised, he didn’t, but made me sit still while he wrote down his contact information for me. The number was good as trashed until he said…
“You don’t have to call me. No pressha…no pressha, my dear. But if you get lonely and want nice, respectable conversation then ring me. David. Me name David. Not married. No girlfriend. No lova. Juss me alone.”
I watch him pen his digits then tear it from the corner of a book. His face was serious but his eyes were kind and trusting. “Thanks David. Keep the change for the trouble.” He smiled. His smile completely changed his facial form. Like I was looking at different person. Maybe someone who should know my name and number?? I waited for a big stray dog to pass the doorway before getting out of the car and entering the restaurant. I’m so afraid of dogs.
Gotta show dem dogs who de boss.
Been a minute since I've stepped inside Sweet Spice so don't remember if the decor changed any, but the vibe of the place feels the same. Like returning to an old community diner.
I ordered an omelette (of course) which was really, really good and filling. My only complaint is that it took 35 minutes to get. A dude came in after me, ordered his food, ate it, belched and was out the door before I got mine and he had brown stew chicken. Yeah, I asked hoping he would give a hungry sister a taste...but he didn't. Anyway, I was about to leave when I saw the waitress carry the plate. She did apologize for the delay. That restored her original tip.
LOL TAH when it comes to dogs, THEY are the boss!!! I'm even scared of the three-legged pooches. I'm hopeless when it comes to dogs and cats.
that is one serious looking omelet ...yum
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