Not long after I wrote my first entry about Jamaica, things took a turn for the better. Justin and I found the rest of our group and we spent the night swilling drinks and talking about our adventures so far. I had one of those surreal moments later in the night. We were sitting on Hank and Laura’s balcony, it was about 1 in the morning, and there’s people partying in the pool. That was it, but it felt so unreal, especially since the day we left Minnesota, we had gotten about 6″ of snow and it wasn’t above 20 degrees. My mood definitely was a little brighter on the walk back to my bungalow.
I’m sort of having a problem with staff’s hospitality. The thing is, even though I’m at an all-inclusive resort, I still don’t think anyone should have to take my bags around or hold the door for me. I think part of it comes down to me not feeling like the hotel employees are being real (read honest). I want to experience Jamaican culture, not some Americanized resort atmosphere. I get the impression that the only Americans these people ever see or meet are wealthy snobs and so that is what their idea of America is. Unfortunately, they are somewhat correct. I’ve made every effort to thank the staff and be pleasant with them so that hopefully, they can at least see that I’m not just another lazy American.
The only plans for today are to sit by the pool or lie on the beach. Laura was telling us last night how she wants everyone to go on this tour/hike of Dunn’s Rivers Falls. I’m told we get a tour of the area, get to hike up the falls, and then we go snorkeling. It finishes with a shopping excursion in Ocho Rios. I’m not sure if I’ll go yet because it costs $77.


