Havent had much time to post much about my recent trip - thought Id share one thing that made me think deeply - one morning while I was walking on the west end from Xtabi back to the beach (side note: wow, what a walk. sun was blazing and I must have lost 10 lbs in sweat alone) I had stopped to take a rest in the shade somewhere - past Samsara there is an abandoned hotel/home and the gate was open, so I was just there gazing out and wondering why it was I decided to walk - and as I was nearing death a man came up from around the gate and looked at me quite quizzical. We exchanged greetings and he offered me a smoke. I declined but sat on my pack and asked if it was ok that I just loiter there for a second or two. I think he may have been watching over the property or something, not sure. He said sure. He then asked where I was from and why I had decided to leave my haven in Colorado to come to Jamaica. Why no all inclusive? Why no tours and why on God greens earth am I walking? I could not explain to him how Jamaica to me was so much more than rum, sun and sand and that although back home I have many comforts-nothing can equate to the feeling I get when I am in Jamaica. I told him Id trade the traffic and the comforts of my life for something much simpler and that Jamaica gives that to me each time I come. He smiled and said Jamaica would chew me up and spit me out. I asked what he meant and he said that life is so tough there that no one can barely take the time to enjoy the warmth and beauty tourists see. I told him I understand and that my perspective and his were obviously very different indeed. We then stared out for a bit and he said it sure is a pretty sight, still Not sure why this moment caught me- but it did. Thought Id share it with you here since I dont think any other group would be able to understand.
Posted on: Mon, 04 Aug 2014 16:22:00 +0000
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