Feb 2015 Trip Report 2/6-2/14

[never2many]

one more photo of where we were from a black and white perspective.

[never2many]

[never2many]

So I saw dogs roaming as per usual.

[never2many]

Shared my PB Sandwiches with the dogs. They enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed feeding them.

High Ho High ho it's off to Sav we go.

[Cynthia]

Interesting story about washing the vehicle in the river. And the photo of the kids playing in the river reminds me of being a kid in the summertime; if there was water, we were in it! So...what happened at Sav??

[never2many]

Been so busy in my "back to reality" life but I hope to wrap up the report over the weekend......

[never2many]

Here's one of favorite photo's in Petersfield. While we were sitting along this river bank, I asked Mr. T who was in the picture that he had pinned on his hat. He said it was Haile Salassie, the Emporer of Ethiopia. He told us what a great man he was and how he went before the League of Nations when Mussolini was spraying chemicals on the people of Ethiopia. He told us that he had visited Jamaica once and there were huge crowds when he arrived!

[never2many]

So one of the local boys somehow arranged a taxi for us to get to Sav. We waited an hour for his arrival. A man around the age of 70 picked us up in a VERY old Toyota. He looked like he had lived a very hard life and had alot of character. I was nervous because I knew we had a fairly long ride ahead and the gas tank gauge was on E at start of the ride. I thought for sure we would run out of gas. There were no gas stations for miles. He The driver pulled off the road after several miles because the car was rattling so loud. I thought for sure we were out of gas and that was the reason he pulled over. He walked to the back of the car and said you are going to hear "bang bang" at which point I put my fingers in my ears to block the sound. He opened the hatch and SLAMMED it closed. My DH didn't understand what he had said so the remainder of his ride was ear ringing. It didn't solve the rattling problem either. But at least we still had gas.

During the ride the driver was talking to Mr. T who was sitting in the front with him. I didn't understand any of the conversation. The driver started crying and pulled out his phone and was showing Mr. T photo's on his phone. I came to learn that the driver was showing him photo's of his son that was recently murdered.

[never2many]

So we are dropped off in Sav and head to the market. We had a mission of purchasing some boot legged movies and some pimento that I could hopefully bring home to continue my quest to make Jerk Sauce here in the USA. I saw this brown rolled up rope and learned that it was tobacco. I had never seen tobacco in that form.

[never2many]

I purchased several bags of pimentos from this ladies fruit stand. I was set!