Last weekend a group of us were able to go to Ocho Rios which is on the North Coast of Jamaica. It is one of the major stops for cruise ships when they dock in Jamaica, but luckily for us Saturday is generally a slow day (which seems odd to me). So we were able to enjoy Ochy (as Jamaicans call it) in relative peace. Of course that meant that every street vendor wanted us to come to their shop, but at least it wasn't crawling with people.
The North Coast is beautiful (as you can see in the picture above), but it also shows how much Jamaica's economy is currently in the hands of tourists. There is a mall (an azungu mall, for those that know the term) full of clothes that are way too expensive (and too small) for the average Jamaican to afford. They also have are very stereotypical Jamaican shirts. I still had a good time though, seeing the view and hanging out on the beach.
On Sunday we went to a famous attraction in Ochy called Dunn's River
It was back to work on Monday, and this proved to be a very interesting day as well. I got to go to court


Unfortunately the legal system is in desperate need of reform here in Jamaica. There are over 200 cases that need to be tried (in a country smaller than many of our states) and some are several years old. It is notoriously hard to get jurors to show up and serve and often witnesses simply "disappear." I was able to attend about a half an hour of a civil case. It was a little depressing because a gentleman was suing for a what seemed to be around Jamaican $10,000 for medical bills. This sounds like a lot, but is really only $150 US or so. It brings home how much poverty there is in the country.
I have also had a busy week of classes with several papers being due. I have to apologize that this post has come a little late in the week, but internet access has been iffy this week for some reason. To make up for it I will leave you by telling you that as I was walking in front of the US Embassy today (it is in my neighborhood) I completely missed a step up and went flying across the sidewalk. It was reminiscent of my wipe out in Tanzania for those of you that have heard that story. I am sure the Jamaicans were wondering what this crazy American was doing.
Hope all is well and I will post again soon!
1 comment:
Sounds so interesting - I know I was always struck with the dichotomy in Grenada between the people affiliated with my Dad's University and the regular locals - Huge houses with fancy cars next to shacks without running water. And yet I think the locals were happier...
glad to hear how everything is going!!! Keeping you in my prayers!
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