During an evening of crunkery with a pal this weekend, we decided we needed to take a fun vacation out of the country. We both have time in January before classes start/resume, and it’s been ages since either of us had a proper getaway. Though money is tight, we both feel that a trip is one of those rare things that pays you back in memories and a feeling of rejuvenation. Let me tell you, I need rejuvenating BAD. Jamaica randomly came up, and the more I think about it, the more I’m sold.
I will gladly go anywhere where you can eat plantains and fresh fish everyday. Jamaica is especially interesting to me because of its historical significance with the transatlantic slave trade, as well as its connection to West African culture. In college I spent a semester in Ghana and I love all things West Africa. I also LOVE early reggae and rock steady more than probably any other type of music.
It’s a quick flight from Miami, and it’s not that expensive (I saw tickets in the $400 range). While I feel a little strange taking a vacation sans-husband, we’ve talked about taking vacations on our own and both of us are comfortable with it. In fact, he’s currently in Montana for the week of Thanksgiving — a last minute decision he made to cheer up his mom, who is ill. The thought of a week or two of snorkeling, eating tropical food, and tooling around the streets in Kingston is both sweet and dandy.