I've been going at least once a year since April of '99. This past May was my 16th or 17th trip, I've lost count. Standing on the tarmac in MoBay the first time I felt something so strong. Repeated trips confirmed that feeling as "home". In 2003 I met my Jamaican born and raised Empress here in Minneapolis and after that I was no longer a tourist, I was family. We return again in December for a friends wedding and can hardly wait. Jamaica, land I love.