Good Vibes
Whappen, U gonna have to forgive me patois as I come from England – born and bred. Me fadda is Nigerian and me mumma is Henglish. But me have some Jamaican in me now and again, me husband is alf Jamaican, him fadda is Jamaican, his mudda Monserratian, but him born ina Hengland. I came […]
Do Jamaica
I first visited Jamaica in October 1998. I went with a group of ladies which included my three sisters. I had a wonderful time. I did not have much money to spend, because coming up with the money for the all inclusive vacation was enough for me. However, I had a wonderful time, and I […]
NEW BEGINNINGS
Some years back, Jamaica was unknown to me, other than being a ‘pretty’ name in the atlas, a country in the Caribbean that was on my list of ‘someday’ places to visit, based solely on that meager criterion. When the opportunity came to make the trip, I found myself not wanting to know a whole […]
Trip Report: Lost Beach…Is it Day 6 already?
Where has the time gone? Some things I wanted to mention but haven’t had the time: One of the best parts of our vacation was giving Jamaicans gifts. We brought toys and school supplies, lighters and more. One morning, there were a group of local boys playing at the pool. Harold eventually chased them away, […]
Trip Report: Lost Beach Day 7
It seems like everyone in town has turned out for our departure. The only other guests returned from Negril late the night before, after we were asleep. Now they’re having breakfast at the bar, looking bewildered by all the attention we’re receiving. Courtney and Boy George are both here, and they’ve brought letters for us […]
Trip Report: Lost Beach Day 5
Day 5 By the time we woke up, the only other family staying at Lost Beach was gone. On our porch we found two Red Stripes, half a bottle of Coruba rum, and a half empty can of OFF!. The milk we got at Hi-Lo has spoiled by now, so no more milk and cereal […]
Trip Report: Lost Beach Day 4
The Lost Beach van is loaded today… Dennis is driving, and we have two families, plus Courtney, Boy George, Sara, and Molly. We take the dirt road all the way back to Little London, scattering chickens and goats as we go. On our way to the hotel, the kids had noticed a man with hair […]
Trip Report: Lost Beach Day 3
Absolutely nothing happened on Day 3, but it will still probably take me three pages to write about it. We all slept in, and were occasionally awakened by the sound of sweeping: Harold and Mark sweeping the walkway behind our room, Harold sweeping the sand on the beach, Marcy sweeping the porch next door. We’d […]
Trip Report: Lost Beach Day 2
I know what you’re thinking. You’re wondering what happens if you don’t like the other guests. It’s a small place and you’re all there together, isn’t it sort of hard to be alone? Actually, no. I’m not the most social of travelers. My wife and kids make friends much more easily than I do. I […]
Trip Report: Lost Beach Day 1
OK, OK, I’ll admit it. I emptied our room’s minibar into my suitcase before we left Riu. Just enough bottled water, Red Stripe, Ting, Coke, and Sprite to get us through a few days. I had encouraged the family to take full advantage of the all-inclusive resort (in other words, eat and drink like pigs), […]