Saturday, November 29, 2008
The Tippy Top Secret Wedding Plans
Ok People. This is that top secret, Alpha Dog, X-File, The Unit, Beyonce and Jay-Z type stuff. So keep this on the low. We are planning a production that will be seamless from start to finish...3 weddings in one. More later on this, keep in touch for plans.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Love in Jamaica...
Coming Soon...LADIES, BEFORE YOU GO TO THE EXTREME OF FALLING IN LOVE IN JAMAICA...read this...How Stella Got Her Groove Back...FULL DISCLOSURE ON THE TRUE STORY OF STELLA...uh uh girl, wasn't all fancy cocktails with the little umbrellas and hot hotel staff running around with six packs...mmmmhmmm. I got the real story here!
Jamaica as a Relocation...
Location, location, location. Are you thinking about relocating to Jamaica? Well check back here...I will have some good stuff.
The Jamaican Myth...
What they mean when they say that Jamaican people are nice…When I first got to Jamaica everybody was telling me that Jamaicans are some of the nicest people on the planet. As I experienced it in my community (Ocho Rios) and in general in the area where I was trained (Kingston) my first impression was, "No they're not!" they wouldn't really acknowledge me unless I said something first and they wouldn't just strike up a "let's be friends" chit chat conversation for no reason. I thought, "these people are so rude" and they do not know how to provide customer service. The convenience store attendant will ask, "What do you want?". Wow. It was just so different from what I am used to. Can I get a fake smile when I walk into your store? Can I have a "what are you doing this weekend" as if you care? When I was on a bus and look tired and exhausted from traveling the conducter notices and puts me in the front seat. One time I threw up on the bus and the conducter got out and helped me find a place to vomit and sat me in the window seat going up. When we reached our destination I didn't know where to transfer to get a drive up back to where I was going. The conducter walked me out of the bus and straight to my next ride and put me on the window of the other bus explaining to the driver that I was sick. He offered to buy me a fish tea explaining that, "this is what we drink when we have bad belly". I refused but it was still a nice offer. After I got off this bus the driver made sure to tell the next driver exactly where I was going and to get me where I needed to go. When I got to the next taxi I layed down and the taxi driver was insistent that no one else make me move because I wasn't feeling well. The old lady in the front seat told him to go ahead and leave so I could get where I am going. I got to my destination safely and there was no problems with travel at all even though I left sick and not knowing how to get there. In Jamaica, you can do things like that because people will take care of you like it was someone they know.A couple of days ago I was in a car with my boyfriend and it died on us. Someone took out their jumper cable wires and gave us a jump and we were on our way. Unfortunately a couple of miles down a lonely road we stopped to chat to a lady who was supposed to rent us a place and he turned off the car. There was no one around and it was about 9 at night, which is REALLY late Jamaican standards. Well we were pretty much out of luck because the lady was a prick and didn't want to give us a jump. So a guy that just happened to be there walked with us up and down looking for jumper cables with us. We reached a gas station and the attendant at the gas station even helped us ask. He was saying, "please help these people they need jumper cables", and with great sincerity in his voice too. After only five minutes of asking we got a taxi driver who knew of somebody who was going our way. He jumped out of his car with a little cable wire and some metal taped on the end. He said that it works just like jumper cables and he told one of his friends to take us to our car. We arrived at the car and the taxi driver gave us the jump. Without any complaints his passenger patiently waited in the car for her ride home. He left without even asking for money or anything from us. It reminded me of the time we came down from the Blue Mountains and our brakes weren't working and a man from the local car service center jumped under our car and fixed the problem without asking a dime from us. I have many other memories just like this one from the 6-months that I have been here. I think that it is a very unique aspect of Jamaican culture that is very surprising. Its like people will help you out and go to the very end of the journey with you. They won't just help you to a cut off point and after that point you're on your own. They will literally pour their energy into finding a solution with you. So I'm thinking to myself…THAT'S what they meant when they said Jamaicans are some of the nicest people in the world.
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