So, towards the end of lunch it was getting very very warm upstairs and I was leaving the table to head to the window openings to stick my head into what little breeze there was to cool off. And, I spied a police motorcycle leaving the Police Station across the street. Then another. Then another. It was like a clown car....they just kept coming and coming!!!! There were over twenty motorcycle officers! At first I thought it might be some bizarre interdiction effort.....then.....it dawned on me.
It was a training ride. The causeway that connects Port Royal to Kingston is very very long. With no side streets to worry about vehicles entering from. And, the causeway is fairly deserted. The perfect place to conduct lengthy motorcycle training rides!
This was not to be our last encounter with law enforcement that day!
Thoughts on Port Royal.....what a pleasant, super sleepy village! The folks seemed friendly, the streets were deserted and......almost none of the residences had bars up. With only one escape route, other than the sea, it would be difficult to commit a crime and flee! If I had business in Kingston that required me to live nearby.....I could see living in Port Royal!
Next installment "But constable, I thought it was an 80kph zone!" or "I hate this map....oh crap... are we in Trenchtown or Tivoli Gardens at 330pm on a Friday?!"
