Day 19, Kingston: The Jamaicans dance, and sometimes they also eat. Take a look at our culinary experiment!
Or not really because I told you about the fancy restaurant at Port Royal, where we ate shrimps with C and S, and where I got wine. And I also told you about the best-ever Jerk chicken at Boston Bay in Port Antonio. So what else about eating in Jamaica?
Here's a picture of an ackee painting in our hostel, so you got a better idea of what it is:
For breakfast we still had oatmeal with fruits, like at home. Some things are good so why change.
To sum up my feelings in the end of my stay in Jamaica. It is not my thing like it is J’s. I don’t really feel like I’d fit in here and even if I love the Caribbean I’m a lot more interested in the Latin American culture. But I have to admit that even if I was a bit sceptical in the beginning, I have gotten used to the Jamaican way of living and now this last week really started to like it. It is easy-going, stress-less and cool. What doesn’t happen now happens later but that’s ok. People don’t panic, they smile and help each other. And everything is about music and dancing. I must say, during these three weeks I’ve grown to like the vibes and I may even come back some day!
Now bye bye for now Jamaica and thank you J for the best company. I will miss you both, especially you, J.
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I'm Emilia, Finnish-Parisian, a recent Master's graduate. I'm currently traveling around the Caribbean and on a volunteering mission in Colombia. I'm passionate about writing, music and different kinds of sports. I can't wait to discover new places and cultures - and share my adventures with you!