Cayman Islands
31st December 2004
Chile
6th January 2005

Jamaica


Country number: 74
Territory number: 82

When?    December 2004  –  January 2005, Round the World In The Other Direction 2004, with side-trip short cruise to  Cayman and Jamaica from Miami. 
How?      Cruise ship.
Who?      Solo
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Note:    This particular trip was mainly about the cruise, so for ease I have included the account of the whole trip under each place visited. Parts of the blog that relate to this specific country are in darker print.

‘Don’t worry about a thing, every little thing is gonna be alright’

Bob Marley

Caribbean Capers

How to describe the cruise ship? It is as glittery and tacky as the Starship Enterprise. A floating Blackpool. The passengers aren’t exactly the upper echelons of American society. Imagine your average Jerry Springer audience and you just about have it right. And most of them would make two of me. The cause is fairly clear. There are mountains of food, sit down restaurants, sushi bar, burger bar, pizzeria, café, most of it open all day. They still pile their plates as if Lent is about to begin.

In order to cope I investigate the cocktail menu. Lime daiquiris are much too good. As is a green concoction called a sour apple martini.

‘Smirnoff, Stoly, Grey Goose or Absolut ma’am?’

I ‘m duty bound to spend most of my time in the piano bar, avoiding the Butlins style shows. My cabin (which is surprisingly roomy though right at the bottom of the boat)  turns out, unfortunately,  to be wired to the loudspeaker system, but we don’t quite sink to hi de hi. There is room telephone too, which my table waiter Dennis, (Denzil Washington look alike) uses every night (against company rules) to call and ask if he can come and drink wine with me in my room. It’s a case of ‘Which part of no don’t you understand?’. There is a posse of other single guys around, or rather men on their own, as rather too many of them, confess to being married under interrogation. So I hang out round the piano bar with melancholy Barry, the piano man from Wisconsin. After serenading me with Van the Man and Billy Joel he asks if I will go and visit him in Florida. He says he’ll drive me to New Orleans.

So plenty of opportunities – just not very inviting ones. I spend a lot of time stretched on a sun bed snoozing and hook up with the only other English people on the boat. Juan and Omar (OK I know they don’t sound English but they are), a couple from Dulwich. They had much the wittiest conversation, although to be fair the competition is not strong. Juan is totally shaved with two silver teeth in front, while Omar has gorgeous eyes and a very wide mouth that makes him look just like Zippy. On Friday they feed me so many cocktails of the day that I totally lose the afternoon. They are reeling a bit from the experience too. (The cruise that is).

We call in at Grand Cayman and Jamaica.

grand cayman

At Grand Cayman I disembark from the ship and sit in a cafe in the minute capital of the Cayman Islands, Georgetown, waiting for my snorkelling boat. I can see my monster ship straddling the bay, alongside a couple of smaller  liners. An English resident, out for his constitutional, strikes up conversation.

‘Which one is yours?’ he inquires.

I blush and point. ‘Ah yes’, he says, ‘we call those the trailer trash of the sea’.

Cayman  is considered to be up-market and more British than Great Britain. There’s a governor who presides over garden parties wearing one of those big cockaded hats. everything is ultra expensive because there’s no tax. but today Cayman is miserable even in the sunshine. It’s been  totally flattened by a very recent  hurricane; there isn’t a a building with a complete roof left and the famous Seven Mile Beach is a pile of wreckage. But the snorkelling is great. There’s  a moray eel – fat and green, with huge eyes like Omar’s. Then we swim with the stingrays. They climb right up you, really soft and velvety and very tickly. We all squeak like crazy.

Jamaica

I can’t help thinking of that old joke.

‘Jamaica?’

‘No, she went of her own accord’.

She did.  This is Bruce’s fault, he insisted that a cruise out of Miami was an unmissable experience. Ocho Rios is a port town on the north coast of Jamaica, described as up-market and safe (unlike some parts of the island). It’s a former fishing village, transformed into a too busy cruise ship resort and a packed  bay beach lined with hotels. There are Dunn’s River Falls to visit, but I’m told there isn’t much water there and they’re crowded, full of tourists slipping over.  The USP  is the scramble up them. And  I’m tired of the masses and the massive cruise ship organisation involved in arranging excursions, So, I’ve chosen to wander on my own this time. Before we landed in Jamaica the on-board entertainers  made us practise saying ‘Ya man’. On land it is more a case of ‘Naw man’. The whole time I’m walking I’m offered  grass or I’m tapped up for education or hospital fees. Otherwise, it’s a beautiful lush island, with great beaches, but the snorkelling is mediocre. Cayman in reverse.

Jamaica is a parliamentary democracy under constitutional monarchy; their head of state is Queen Elizabeth II.

Jamaica is the largest English-speaking island in the Caribbean, but many of the locals speak Jamaican Patois.

Over 90% of Jamaica’s residents are of African descent.

The colours of the Jamaican flag represent the following: black stands for hardship, green stands for hope and agriculture and the yellow represents the wealth and beauty of the sun

The country  has a thriving aviation industry that both  manufactures and repairs aircraft.

Jamaica’s main exports include bananas, sugar and coffee.

Jamaica has more churches per square mile than any other country in the world.

 

Sorry – I didn’t keep many  images of this trip. I shall have to go back – one day. My blogs vary considerably in length but I have  much more to say and show in most of my other country posts. Please have a look!

To see the few photos of Jamaica, visit this page.

 

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