B-rad & I have just returned from a 5 day trip to Montego Bay, Jamaica. We 'earned' the trip from the company we buy seed from on the farm. I say 'earned' because we sure as hell didn't 'win' it (we had to buy enough seed to qualify), nor is it 'free' (we will get 1099's for it next year).
When you spend $131,766.00 on corn & bean seed - they 'throw in' a trip for 2.
(& if you think I'm making that number up you don't know me at all.)
We flew out of Louisville at 6am last Thursday morning. We flew to Atlanta to get on a connecting flight to Montego Bay. The lady that sat beside me had the SAME Coach bag as me... guess which one is mine...
The plane from Atlanta to Montego Bay was cool because it had screens & free movies to watch in the back of the seats. We have never flown internationally before. The only experience we have w/ customs was on cruises & it was super simple (granted the last time was 5 years ago so I'm sure things have changed since then.) Customs in the Montego Bay airport was very confusing & stressful. You kinda feel like a criminal or that you've done something wrong. You have to tell them where you're staying, the flight # you flew in on, scan your passport, tell them why you're there, etc. At the kiosk it prints out a ticket w/ your info on it & it takes your picture. Then you have to go through a couple of customs officers that look over your info & decide whether or not to let you into the country.
There were signs ALL over the airport & customs that we weren't allowed to take pictures...so I didn't. I mean-I already felt like a criminal - I didn't want to give them an excuse to throw me in Jamaican jail.
I had gotten international plans on our cell phones to have the ability to text. Call us spoiled but I didn't want to go 5 days w/out being able to text. The plan had unlimited texts, phone calls are $1.00/minute & we got 120mb of data. I had my fingers crossed that the wi-fi at the resort would be acceptable for important things like checking emails & social media. (& it was AWESOME. You know how you go to hotels & get wi-fi & it totally sucks & you wanna kill yourself when you use it? Not this resort! I downloaded a book by the pool, B-rad downloaded 2 movies like it was nothing. The wi-fi even worked on the beach. It really was like heaven on earth...)
When we turned our phones on we were connected to the 'FLOW' network. No AT&T in Jamaica, mon.
We stayed at the Secrets St. James resort. It's all inclusive which we've also never done before - all the food & drinks you want & it's included. It took us a minute to get used to it but once we did we were all in.
All the rooms have balconies. Our room overlooked one of the 3 pools.
There was a welcome dinner on the lawn for us the first night & we looked out our room & all of a sudden there were tables & chairs set up. These people don't mess around.We had to sit towards the front where they had a steel drum band. They were really really good, but it got real annoying on the ears after a while because we were so close.
A little video quiz for you... can you figure out the song they're playing?
Our first full day B-rad lounged in the pool w/ some of the guys & I sat & read. They started to call me 'Pool mom' because I would hold all their stuff & remind them over & over
This pool had a swim up bar.
This is how you know B-rad loves me - he found a drink called 'Purple Rain' & brought it out to me.
There was a resident Peacock on the property & he was quite vocal. He was outside the door where we ate breakfast each morning & I was able to get him with his feathers fanned out. Isn't he beautiful?
The female walking around didn't give a shit about his feather fanning. B-rad said, 'Yea-story of my life, buddy...'
Jamaica's local beer is 'Red Stripe'. When we checked into the resort there was a man standing w/ a tray of them for us to drink & they had rum punch for us as well. They enjoy their rum & put it in everything! There was a burger hut near the pool that had self serve drinks.
On the left were Coke products...
on the right was Red Stripe...We only left the resort one day. I went on a shopping excursion & B-rad went golfing. I was the only person solo on the shopping excursion - everyone else had their hubbies w/ them. Lucky for me I'm used to shopping by myself. I did pal around a bit w/ our seed salesman's mom , dad, mother in law & father in law. They're also Brodbeck customers & 'earned' a trip.
Margaritaville was down the street from one of our stops so we walked down to get a Margarita. This guy walked up for pics & at my height his uhm, uh, AREA was the same level as my face. I made a super funny face when he walked over & the guys just laughed & laughed. If you've never been to Jamaica - they're pretty aggressive when you're around them (wanting you to buy what they're selling, to come into their store, restaurant, etc). This guys was nice & posed, but when we were finished he said, 'something for the tall man?' He wanted a tip & I gave him a $1.
That doesn't sound like much, but $1 US is equivalent to $112 Jamaican. Can you believe that?
They drive on the left side of the road & they're motto is, 'The left side is the right side - the right side is suicide.' And they drive CRAZY, people. They would tell you, 'close your eyes if you get nervous - we will get you there no problem.'
This beer delivery truck was in the road & I'm next to the window on the bus--you can see how close the driver got & the guy kept unloading his beer like no big deal.


The water was BEAUTIFUL. It was so clear. I got out in it about waist deep & could still see my toes.


This resort is First class, people. THEY RAKED THE SAND ON THE BEACH EVERY NIGHT. What American would do THAT job?
The final night they had a farewell dinner for us on the beach. We were right on the beach...you can see the water coming up on the sand. I took this from my chair w/ no zoom.
The bat signal was out again too.
B-rad gets mad at me because I'm always ready to come home. What can I say? I miss my bed, my dvr & McDonald's... On Sunday I was ready to come home. (Ok so I'm not big on 'weird' food. I don't wanna eat weird fish or anything like that. Their big thing is 'jerk' seasoning & it's really good, but they leave all the bones in their chicken. I'm a 'pick through my chicken' kinda gal & whilst picking through my chicken & seeing a huge bone sliced in half just doesn't do it for me. I was really looking forward to eating McDonald's in the Atlanta airport. Sadly that dream was not realized. Read on for that story...)
The weather was awesome everyday - in the high 80's. I have a tan that you guys would wanna KILL me for in February...
NO NO NO NO NO.
We had to go through US customs when we got into Atlanta. If you've never done this - let me tell you it's seriously stressful - EVEN though we're on our own soil! Keep in mind we had an hour & a half before our flight back to Louisville. US customs is standing in line for more kiosks where you scan your passport, it takes your picture & prints it out w/ your info on it (like in Jamaica), they ask you what flight you came in on, where you'd been, if you'd visited any farms & if you are bringing back over $800 in duty free {aka tax free} merchandise. You take yourself to the customs officer where he checks the print out to your actual face. (Again - no photos allowed in this area. HMPH.) THEN you go pick up your checked luggage & stand in line again to show your printed photo to ANOTHER customs officer. Next you drop your luggage back off & stand in line for security. We got in the security line around 5:50 pm & our flight was leaving at 7:15pm. We stood in line to get through security for an hour. And this is when B-rad & I started to melt down... it was frustrating to be stuck there & know our plane may leave us. I tried to be positive about it but ya'll know my love
We got home around 10:00pm Tuesday night & I only unpacked my toiletries because I had to be at work Wednesday morning at 7:30am. I didn't need to unpack any clothes - we brought home t-shirts & shorts - couldn't wear those here!
When I finally laid down Sonny was right on top of me & in my face...he misses us when we're gone. He's conflicted because he's mad that we left him, but he's happy we're home...
Honestly I missed him too...until he laid in my face causing me to not be able to enjoy my dvr...