Reliving my very first trip, the trip that made me fall in love with negril!

You can check out the photos on my flickr
http://www.flickr.com/photos/breanaa...7629953592079/


Your first trip to anywhere is always exciting. You are going somewhere foreign, uncharted, and completely unknown to you. For me, my first trip to Negril was my first trip out of the country in many, many years. I had not traveled anywhere since i was about 8, and i was about to take a trip alone. How this trip came about? i'm not sure. My mother urged me to go visit my father and grandmother for years, my response was always something along the lines of " you seriously want to ship me off to strangers in a foreign country, no thank you." Oh how naive i was. During my spring semester, it just came to me, and from then on i was determined to go meet my family during spring break. I knew i didn't want to go for long, i decided on 5 days. Next problem, I had no passport... I flew down to Miami, for a trip that lasted less than 24 hours, to go to the passport agency, so i could get it the same day. At this point i had less than a week until i left. I had mixed emotions, i was excited to go to jamaica and have a real vacation. Nervous about meeting my family. Questions like Will they like me? and will they accept me popped into my head. Of course they had to accept me i was one of their own! Most of all i was just plain scared, i was about to go on vacation, to a country that was unknown to me, ALONE. Finally the day came.. March 3 2011, my suitcase was packed so full you would think i was going for a month! i had an early flight 7:02 AM, security was a breeze at 5AM. My mom must have called me 100 time while i was waiting to board, i am her baby after all. The flight was easy, then they said something about declaration forms, and they had no pens... WTF? no one told me about this, then again my mother hasn't been to jamaica in 15 years.. she probably didn't remember. Oh well! i fill the form out, well i fill out as much as i could. I had no idea where i was staying! thats right, i did not book a hotel. but i was able to call my uncle and find out an address to put.. no problem.

Went through customs... "I'm visiting family" "Im staying with Family" "My uncles name is____ _____" "His Phone number?" "thank you have a good day." and i was free to get my suitcase.

After i got my suitcase (which was overweight) i headed outside.. i had no idea who or what i was looking for.

Good thing he remembered me, because i did not remember him! but when i saw my uncle, i pieced it together, he was one of my uncles children. Cool! the took my suitcase, put it in the back and we were off to negril!