Got up suuuuper early to have breakfast with Kim and Alan before doing by far the coolest thing we did on our trip: climb a waterfall.. no big deal. Took an almost 2 hours bus ride to Ocho Rios, Jamaica. Bought watershoes in a sketchy little jewelry store/creepy gift shop/place where they rip you off. But oh well... it was well worth it.
Oh- best part of the trip into the little tourist trap strip of Ocho Rios: old Jamaican man, skin as black as night, hair/beard as white as a lily, missing about 75% of his teeth, with an old and horribly out of tune guitar (pretty sure it was missing a string or two)... playing his broken down version of 'One Love.' Seriously try to picture this. This old man bobbing up and down with each strum, singing to a group of caucasian tourists, practically following us onto our bus. As we boarded, he followed us to the door until his whole body filled the door- still bobbing and singing- until the bus driver abruptly ended his show by closing the bus door. The second the door closed, he immediately stopped playing and walked away from the bus. Funniest thing I saw the entire time I was in Jamaica (except maybe intoxicated Ryan).
The falls were amazing- Dunn's River Falls, it's called. Over 600 feet of climbable waterfall. Pure awesome. You climb the falls in a human chain with 20+ other tourists. Basically holding hands with a complete stranger, who you are putting trust in to not let you fall. Again, no big deal. The experience was indescribable though. Climbing across rocks and ledges through a rushing waterfall; playing in little pools of crystal clear river water. Seriously exhilarating.
And then we get to ride the bus for another 2 hours. Which made us late for our couples massage. It was scheduled for 4pm and we were supposed to be there an hour early for a hyrdrotherapy something or other... we were supposed to be getting hydrated or something. Obviously we didn't get to do this part. We finally got checked in at the spa at 3:50. Had our 50 minute couples massage- the first professional massaged I'd ever had. Not real sure it was worth the $200 we ended up having to pay.
Had one last Jamaican dinner with Kim, Alan, Courtney, Jay, Allan, and Penny. Went to an absolutely amazing steel drum show by a group called the Silver Birds Steel Orchestra- an insanely talented group of people. They played current pop music... but on steel drums. So cool. Oh, and they dance. While playing steel drums. Yeah. Kids these days.
Anyway... here's my picture... finally:
Day033: Usain Bolt
This was on our bus ride to Ocho Rios. I can't tell you where we are specifically because I don't have the faintest idea. Our bus pulled over on a glorified shoulder on a bridge that overlooked this little harbor-type thing. It was gorgeous, but pretty much all the views that involve water in Jamaica are. There were a couple 'vendors' if you will- Jamaican guys selling crap out of the back of their vans. No joke. And these Jamaican flags with Usain Bolt on them were all over the place. But I have to give our vendor some credit- he gave us a small piece of real sugar cane for free to try. Pretty cool. Definitely a different experience.
Ok- this post is incredibly long. My bad. I'm done with this one. On to the next...
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