Jamaica Travel Stories
My first time traveling to Jamaica was a bit nerve racking. As soon as I sat down in my seat on the plane I attempted to run for the door leaving my carry-on and all my luggage aboard, fearing for my life But a couple of the hired help on the plane pushed me back in my seat and strapped me in. We we...
Our Ocho Rios experience
Another stop on our Western Caribbean honeymoon cruise was Ocho Rios Jamaica! At dock we pulled up to some kind of old factory and caught a bus taxi over to a small beachy area and jumped about a party catamaran to Dunns River Falls. On the way over they serve some alcohol free punch and have plenty...
This trip marks my 7th visit to the beautiful island of Jamaica. As I will tell anyone, it is the prettiest island in the Caribbean with the best food bar none! Now in saying that, you have to understand that it has a few distractions and other issues that the causal visitor may not ignore, but for ...
Hey all! Lot's has happened since my last email! We drove up the coast from Montego Bay to Negril. The first night we drove up to the sea cliffs, to Rick's Place, one of the 'ten most famous bars in the world', where there is cliff diving right from the bar! I wanted to jump but the 40 foot...
Hey all! One email for all because internet costs a small fortune here...and the power keeps going out...this is my third attempt at writing this haha. Flight from Mtl was great, lots of turbulence, which I love haha. I was smiling the whole way. First night in Montego Bay, the hotel was bea...
Welcome To Jamrock!
All My People, My welcome to Jamaica was a long and tired one. After leaving New York at 6am to fly to Miami to be told our plane was over booked and they had changed the plane from the 747 to an Airbus (apparently a smaller plane) and that I would have to stand in a queue and see if I could be ...
Honeymoon Day Four
Wednesday, May 3 - We lay on the beach during the morning, played sand volleyball and then ate a quick lunch before hopping on the bus to the horse ranch. We had our own horses, mine was named Splinter, and Michael's was named Rasta. Splinter certainly had a mind of his own! He knew I wasn't in c...