The weather called for freezing rain, snow, and minus double digits back home but what I needed was some palm trees, warm breezes, reggae, and a sunburn. This is what brought me to here, Montego Bay.
I have to admit, I got lucky. B travels back and forth for work so I took it as an opportunity to get some much needed Vitamin D and escape the Canadian polar vortex for a few days. While my flights didn’t exactly align with B’s agenda, I took it upon myself to head straight to MoBay and wait for his arrival. Most hotels are all-inclusive so I opted to book directly with one of them, since B would be joining me after a day.
Shortly after landing, I found myself stumbling through the routine to find my drive to my hotel. When this proved to be unsuccessful on my own, I relied on the hospitality of the locals… this quickly demonstrated the genuine friendliness of Jamaicans, which shouldn’t have been as a much of a surprise considering that tourism is a huge economic driver for the country. Being a solo female traveler, I found myself at ease with the people on my resort. They really did everything to make me feel comfortable. I’ll admit, I let down my guard pretty quickly because of this.
On my second day, I ventured off the resort to meet B in town. What I found off the resort was quite different. Every man I passed had something to say to me, or try to sell me. Whether it was janga or themselves, they usually started their calls with “hey pretty lady” or “hey beautiful, where you from?” In many countries that I’ve experienced this with, if you simply ignore them, they back off… but not here. You ignore them and then they follow you. As I waited outside of Margaritaville, I even had a man grab my shoulder when I ignored his passes. I don’t want to say that I felt unsafe, but I definitely was uncomfortable and disgusted with the men in this town.
Back on the resort, and this time with a husband, I felt a lot more at ease. I’m not usually a resort person but I have to admit that I’m really glad that I chose one this time around. As our trip comes to a close, I’m willing to give MoBay another try… I wonder if my in-town adventure will produce a different experience with B by my side.