It all started out in the closet. It was dark and we were both a little nervous. He reached for his…nahhhh just messing with you! LOL! Hi folks, how are ya? Well most of you may know that I had a lovely lovely vacation back in December. I left from New York to Jamaica, Jamaica to Trinidad, Trinidad to Tobago, Tobago to Trinidad and then back to New York. It was two weeks of fun and relaxation. Some hiccups but we didn’t allow it to ruin our fun.
This is how it really started: I was on the phone with Marshall last year February. I was telling him I missed Trinidad and he was saying he wanted to take a vacation that year. I of course suggested Trinidad but we were there in 2013 and he didn’t want to go back so soon. I totally understand. I don’t like visiting Jamaica often because I’m from there. Too many other places to see. He felt the same way. A few people were in my ears about flying to see my dad asap but I honestly didn’t see the need to. I figure I’ll see him later in the year. I remembered that I promised Marshall I would take him to Jamaica. I asked him about Jamaica and he said sure! The only problem was, I really didn’t feel like going. I was down there in 2012 and I didn’t see what difference me flying down would do. I really really wanted to go to Trinidad. Well, specifically Tobago. My last trip to Tobago was less than a day and since I’m fantasizing about retiring there I figure I should spend a little bit more time there and get a feel of the land. Ugghh, Jamaica, Trinidad, why do we have to choose? I asked Marshall what about going to both places? He said if the price was right no problem. I immediately checked airfares and saw that going to Trinidad and then Jamaica was very costly. However, the other way around was a lot cheaper, $959 to be exact. That sounded much doable so we booked it! Seven days in Jamaica, three and half days in Trinidad and the remaining in Tobago. Sweet! I wanted to be in Tobago for my birthday but with this arrangement I would be in Jamaica. No biggie. Land of my birth on my birthday, no problem. As long as I’m not in NY for my birthday I’m fine with it.
I’m trying something new, where I’m just going to post the pics from my trip with some pics having captions. I will like to give you a little background though. We arrived first in Jamaica on Tuesday morning on 12/16. We stayed at my aunt’s house in Portmore. That day we did a lot of shopping with my dad. He asked for a table, chairs, and jeans pants so we went shopping. My dad picked up my eldest brother. His first child. I don’t remember him much but I do remember that he was nice to me the few times I saw him as a baby. I had some things for my grandmother so I went to see her. I bawled like a baby on my dad’s shoulder after seeing how being sick has withered her. I got to see the new place my dad is living that I’m paying for monthly and I like it. Just seeing how less stressed he is knowing that his rent is paid and that he has a nice place and in a good neighborhood made me feel good. He of course profusely thanks me for taking care of him, but hey what are daughters for?
My dad had asked for a blender to make juice and Marshall pointed out that he probably meant a juicer. I was going to give him the one I owned that’s by my mother’s house that I’m not using but my mom pointed out that it would be too complex for him. So, she gave me one of the three she owned to give to him which only had one button that allowed the machine to turn on and off. Simple enough. Before we left for the bus to Negril, I taught him how to use it.
The next day we took the Knutsford Express bus to Negril where we stayed at the lovely Negril Treehouse Resort for five days.