what happens in jamaica

doesn't happen at all - so they say - so i don't know how much i oughta divulge on here :o) it goes without saying that the trip was great. when all you wanted to do was relax, sacrifice your body to the sun gods, and try all the tropical drink concoctions they never seemed to run out of, then this was the ticket. if you wanted more athletic endeavors, they also provided all kinds of watersports, land tours, & off-site adventures. activity coordinators prowled the beach area immediately surrounding the central bar to aggressively persuade you into joining their games and contests. my favorite thing was trying the circus clinic. i was addicted to that flying trapeze. after learning the basic move, the knee hang and somersault, and getting that down on the first shot, they let me take a stab at the catch and release. i couldn't quite reach the bar on the way back though, but the attempt was a lot of fun, and i was the only tourist they allowed to even try it. i got some wicked bad bruises on the backs of my knees, but it was worth it.

so my sister and i are part chinese, and she definitely inherited more of that complexion, and i got the poor island peasant working in the fields all day skin tone. i got so dark in jamaica, & over there in the intense sunlight, i looked bronzey red and beautiful. back in alaska with our low hanging cloud cover, i just look like dark gray ash, ick.

i brought back some jamaican jerk marinade, hot sauce, and blue mountain coffee. yummy. if you're interested in getting jamaican products, Red Pepper Mall seems amazing. i haven't actually purchased anything from there yet, but i plan to.