Well they say all good things must come to an end and of course our idyllic trip to Jamaica was no exception.
After seven beautiful days, the day finally arrived when we had to pack up the shorts and tshirts and summer dresses and bathing suits and sunscreen and prepare ourselves to head back to our cold March in Hamilton, Ontario (that's about an hour outside of Toronto, for my international readers,)
We woke up, got dressed, smoked the last of the joints we had on that beautiful balcony and ate our last amazing breakfast at the Blue Hole Mineral Springs. (See my previous Jamaica posts and the review for more on the Blue Hole.)
We said our goodbyes to the awesome staff and family members of the owners who had treated us so well and welcomed us into their family. We took pictures together and hugged and promised that somehow we would all see each other again someday, and prepared to get into Lion's van for the two and a half hour drive through half of Jamaica back to Sangster International Airport in the city of Montego Bay. I had been hoping we would have a little time to explore the city but it didn't look like that was going to be the case. Oh well. Just another reason to make sure we get back for another visit!
Just as we were getting ready to leave, ---' comes running up the hill with a giant cone joint and a big smile. Normally he didn't get to the Blue Hole that early, but he knew we were leaving and he wanted to bring us his goodbye present. This was the same Rasta Elder who is nicknamed me Mama fire earlier in the week. Oops I'm sorry, he corrected me when I said nickname he said it is not a nickname. It has been revealed to me.
The business group we had traveled with took a final goodbye picture (not including our son) in the outdoor dining area just before we left :
Anyway we said our goodbyes hugged everybody and regretfully piled into the van.
Saying goodbye to some of our new friends :
In the van :
But we still had a few more Jamaica experiences in store before we got on the plane.
So we got back in the van and we drove back through Jamaica the way we had come 7 days earlier with lying skillfully driving at the wheel. And all of us taking pictures and video out the car window of every town and Village that we passed by.
Click here to see more video Dave took driving through Jamaican villages and mountain roads.
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and then more video driving through the town of Lucea...
Many people who I knew who had been to Jamaica before me, I told me not to miss the jerk chicken by the side of the road. And that was something I had not yet experienced. Thankfully, lying already had it all planned out. About an hour into our journey to Montego Bay, watching the time, we stopped at a traditional shocked by the side of the road in ordered a giant plate of jerk chicken each. Even though I only got about a third of the way through it in the time that we had knows no real way to take to take away flaked, I love the bites that I tried and I'm so glad I got to experience it. I have clear memories of sitting by the roadside Shack in Jamaica at the picnic table, with the cat walking around looking for leftovers.
Dave got some video of the cat that you can check out by clicking HERE
There was a shock a little further on that sold ice cream which Cassidy my son had his eye on but it appeared to be close. Oh well. We enjoyed our jerk chicken and ting well Cassidy didn't he's a vegetarian, a quintessential Jamaica experience, smoke that last join the rasta man had given it to the blue hole...
Our last cone of fine Jamaican ganja...
...and then regretfully got back into the van. After all we couldn't miss our plane.
More driving, more video, more pictures of the car window. And way sooner than we wanted to be, we had arrived at the airport in Montego Bay, unfortunately with no time at all to check out the city.
We did however take the opportunity to take photos around the brightly covered Montego Bay letters!
Does every city have these? I seen them in Toronto I've seen them in Hamilton I'm sure those aren't the only places...
Anyway that was pretty much it our last moments in Jamaica our last moments breathing the air our last moments seeing the sights there in the parking lot in Montego Bay...
It was time to say goodbye the lion so we thanked him for taking such good care of us through the trip enough we went into the airport on our way back to Canada.
Where we ran into a bit of an issue...
Dave got this video of the area outside the airport while he had a smoke...
While I dealt with a bank machine eating my bank card.
Dave made another video explaining what happened here.
The people at the airport were VERY present and available and helpful - far more than they would have been in North America. We got it worked out.
The flight back home was uneventful.
Husband Dave's second trip on an airplane, so he was joking around a bit and made a hilarious video about being terrified listening to the flight attendant's instructions about what to do in case of a crash.
At least I think he was joking....
But of course we took the obligatory flying take off flying through the clouds... And here they they are for your viewing pleasure.
Final Thoughts on the Jamaican trip?
Let me leave you with this social media post :
Back in Toronto at the airport YYZ ...
The very first Canadian who speaks to me at the airport has a heavy Jamaican accent and tells me he likes my (one love, Bob Marley) T-shirt - lol
Twenty four hours later I posted this pic and this message on social media :
Shivering in my leather jacket as I head out to do my banking - not happy. Twenty four hours ago I was in sunny Jamaica somewhere between Brighton and MontegoBay smoking conejoint gifts from the rastas we stayed with and eating amazing jerkchicken by the side of the road. Feel sorry for me. I wanna go back now please.
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