May has been nothing if not eventful! Just so I can post a bunch of pictures, I’ll fast-forward to my 9-day trip to Jamaica. It was a much-needed break but was nearly derailed by the explosive situation in Kingston.
There I was having a grand ol’ time in Negril with Dad when we saw the news… to everyone’s horror the Hannah Town police station was engulfed in flame. Arson by molotov. It was the Labour Day weekend. Clearly the stand-off in Tivoli was at a head, so we headed back to Kingston while the heading back was good… It’s entirely possible to be road-blocked out of Kingston.
Thankfully, the situation did not tip over. Mostly I think because civil society recognized the danger, and came together in support of the security forces’ operation to restore order. It wasn’t easy, and it wasn’t pleasant. Life was slowly returning to normal when I left but the city is tense. People were stocking-up like a hurricane was about to hit. Businesses were open but closing early. Soldiers and heavily armed police were on the roads. All told it was a bittersweet trip.
Out of sheer luck I caught Rootz Underground playing at the Red Bones Blues Cafe in Kingston… these guys have a full touring schedule!
Sorry for the poor pic quality… my little Canon wasn’t up to it…
Here are Jeff & Colin rocking out! The band gave an amazing set & encore for the crowd!
We stopped at Bamboo Walk on our way down to Negril… one of my favourite spots on the island!
My no. 1 restaurant recommendation in Negril is for:
Go in lobster season & you won’t be disappointed! Plus, the sunsets are to die for:
The view from my room wasn’t too shoddy either:
That’s one magnificent cottonwood tree, and there are many more on property. Here’s the same view, looking left:
Spindling this gorgeous roving by the sea was divine. It’s a 100% Rambouillet braid from Dyed in the Wool Handmade that I got at the Knitter’s Frolic in Toronto:
I’m spinning singles in tandem on the Ray Turkish spindle shown there, and my Kundert. Of course it wasn’t all spindling… had to swim too…
This cove was so much fun to explore – so much coral down there!
Now that the hotel is closed, we practically had the place to ourselves. Just us & the dude who owned those white t-shirts! This is the cave on the far side of the cove:
Two upsides of a quiet property – a) many shells for the taking; and b) “clothing optional” beach was mine for the enjoying:
I was trying not to look left over at the Hedonism II sunbathers… The obligatory hibiscus pic (if you are me):
So happy to see all of the Poinciana trees in full bloom as we drove along the country roads:
It was lovely but I stayed close to the radio/ internet when we got back to town. The gallivanting was officially over, and I didn’t get to see some key friends… I’m very glad I was there (turmoil or no), and am now back feeling rested & somehow focused.