Our Jamaica Trip

Well, after a couple days back in reality, I finally got around to sorting through all of our Jamaica pics and maybe after I post I will actually get around to unpacking. It drives John crazy that I can leave that suitcase there for days (...er, weeks...) before I get around to taking care of it after a trip. I mean what's the rush...it's not like I am going to need access to my capri's and flip flops any time soon (it's a bone chilling 24 degrees today). So sad...Anyway, we've been getting requests for more about the trip from the fams, so here it is.

I'll start with the hotel. As we mentioned before, we stayed at an all-inclusive resort called Grand Palladium Lady Hamilton Resort & Spa which is listed as Montego Bay, but is actually near a smaller town called Lucea, about 30-40 minutes West from the Montego Bay Airport. We arrived Sunday morning to a beautiful open air lobby.We were reserved for a 1-bedroom suite, but somehow got upgraded to a Bungalow Suite that was right on the ocean, with it's own outdoor patio. Our Bungalow was the first from the left.The room was great. It had a huge king bed (that was hard as a rock...John was in heaven because he hates our soft mattress at home...me not so much...). The bathroom was huge with a big Jacuzzi tub...nice, relaxing, but since it was so big, it took almost an hour to fill to a comfortable depth. What was cool was the outdoor shower. The best though was the view from our room. We had a huge slider door leading to our ocean front patio.The resort had multiple buffet restaurants and 7 "theme" restaurants including a seafood place, steak house, Italian, Indian, Creole, Asian, and Mexican fare. We tried to hit all the different places, but we literally didn't find the Creole and Asian restaurants until the night before we left (the resort was huge).

As far as activities went, the resort offered a lot. We did do kayaking and snorkeling. The last time we went snorkeling I had a mild panic attack when I almost swam straight into two jellyfish because I was too busy looking down and not looking in front of me. John of course thought I was ridiculous, which I acknowledge was probably true, but I definitely have an exaggerated fear of all things water related (fish, sharks, jellyfish...drowning), so that was it for me with the snorkeling. We tried to go sailing the last day, but got to there too late, so no sailing for us. Otherwise we spent most of our time lounging on the multiple private beaches scattered around the resort or by one of the hotel's two pools. The larger main pool was an infinity pool with a swim up bar.We had a celebrity siting at the main pool that I should be a little ashamed to admit to since I am 27 years old...last year I got sucked into a show on CW called Gossip Girl, which is a high-school teen drama, sort of like 90210 was for the previous generation...this is the same idea only in Manhattan instead of Beverly Hills. Anyway, on the first day, I could have sworn I saw Jessica Szohr (plays Vanessa on the show), but John didn't believe me. Well later that day and again the next we saw her again, this time with fellow co-stars Ed Westwick (plays Chuck) and Leighton Meester (plays Blair).
One night the resort put together a Reggae Beach Party BBQ at Sunset Cove (one of their private beaches). The food was okay (I was really hoping for some jerk chicken), the entertainment was more R&B cover band than Reggae, but the sunset was amazing. They also had a DJ from Margaritaville there giving out prizes, and a fire eater/breather for entertainment.While there was a ton to do at the resort, we did opt for an excursion into Negril for shopping and a trip to Rick's Cafe. The shopping included a stop at a small duty-free mall and a local craft market. The mall was a typical tourist souvenir stop, but the craft market was something I had never experienced before. First of all, using the word market is a stretch. This was more like multiple rows of shanties all smashed together overflowing with wood carvings, paintings, T-shirts, skirts, dresses, hats, and jewelry. As you walk through the place you are bombarded with people sitting outside their shanty urging you to "Respect" and "Come on in to take a look." It's all so overwhelming and offputting that you don't even feel comfortable browsing. In the middle of the constant sales pitches there are also many offers to sell you ice cold Red Stripe beer and weed. The thing is, I would have probably enjoyed browsing and maybe even buying a thing or two if I didn't feel so much pressure.

After the shopping trip we went to Rick's Cafe, which is apparently the tourist thing to do when in Jamaica. We wanted a chance to try the jerk chicken - which was pretty good, and we were told the sunset's in Negril were the best in Jamaica. John also wanted a chance to do a cliff jump.
Overall, we had an amazing time. It has us both longing for future travels, maybe somewhere in Europe next. For now it's back to normal life after a much needed respite.