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  • Day46

    Falmouth, Jamaica

    August 28, 2014 in Jamaica ⋅ ☀️ 31 °C

    Yesterday we docked at Falmouth Jamaica, I've been to Jamaica before but never to Falmouth, so I decided to have a look.
    To be honest there's not much to see, the port area is specially built for RCCL cruise ships and is just shops, outside the port area the town is ramshackle and very run down.
    I wore my Jamaican uniform, that being a Bob Marley T-shirt and to be honest I was very surprised at the amount of people who shouted "hey Bob Marley " and wanted to high five, or fist bump me.
    I suppose they where either very friendly, or just thought I was a knob to be a white guy with a Bob Marley T-shirt walking around on my own, probably the latter more than the former, lol. Must admit I did feel safe walking on my own but you do get pestered the further you go into town, as the police/security presence gets less the further you go, so less police means more beggars I suppose.
    Glad I went but wouldn't bother again.
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  • Day3

    Falmouth, Jamaica

    November 8, 2016 in Jamaica ⋅ ⛅ 27 °C

    The majority of people I speak to don't seem to like Falmouth and they tend to stay in the port area.
    The port area is very nice, it's all new and pristine, with lots of stores and bars like Jimmy Buffets Margaritaville, the locals cannot get into the port unless they work there.
    So the cruise passengers feel safe there, but, it's not the real Jamaica 🇯🇲.
    Outside the port gates things change drastically, and the poverty is apparent everywhere. When you leave the port you do get pestered by tour operators and taxi drivers and the like, but once away from the port things settle down and nobody bothers you.
    The town itself is very run down, but the people are friendly enough.
    There are lots of local bars and restaurants, although I must admit that the bars don't look very welcoming and I personally wouldn't eat in any of the restaurants, as they didn't look to clean.
    All in all I found Falmouth an ok place to walk around, not a great deal to see, but still interesting to see how the locals live.
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  • Day5

    Falmouth, jamaica

    May 30, 2019 in Jamaica ⋅ ☀️ 81 °F

    After alighting, we headed through the cruise ship shopping village to a large tour bus. As expected, the speakers on the bus piped out a steady stream of Bob Marley songs. Our tour guide provided a brief overview of the day and then instructed us on important phrases, such as “ya mon” and “no worries.” Every time I asked one of the kids a question, I received a hearty, “Ya mon.”

    Our first stop was Dunns River Falls. When we arrived at the bottom of the falls, it was a chaotic scene with a thousand tourists zigzagging up the falls. I had a moment of regret, thinking that I know better than to take a tour like this, but we had a great guide. He lingered at the bottom, letting us adjust to the cool water and describing our mission: we were walking in the falls from bottom to top. We started with a quick slide down a rock. Going all the way under, I was thoroughly cooled from the hot, humid air. We made our way up another level of the falls, and I noticed that the crowds were thinning, and there was no one behind our little group. Our guide showed us small pools, where we all took a Nestea tea plunge, and he led Dave to a a rock face, where the water fell about six or seven feet. He had Dave lean up against the rock, where his head sprayed the tumbling water out in all directions. It was a weird phenomenon that made the water look like an umbrella over Dave’s head. As we moved away, I noticed that there were just a few people on the falls. I don’t know how our guide did it, but he managed to separate us from the masses, so that we had a great experience. None of us had actually climbed IN falls before, so the hike was unique. The girls loved the time in the water, and it ended way too soon.

    We returned to the bus and the looping Bob Marley tunes for a quick stop at a souvenir store. There wasn’t much calling my name, so I decided to save my money for something else. We all boarded the big bus again and headed to the beach. The girls commented on all the wild dogs, so we told them about the boonie dogs in Guam. Like the one that got roasted on a spit next to a pig for our neighbor’s party. They didn’t appreciate the story as much as I hoped, so I stayed quiet and enjoyed the scenery as it passed.

    We arrived at Bamboo Beach, just as a little rainstorm passed through. The servers brought us drinks and slowly distributed our lunch. We started with a small salad, followed by jerk chicken, and a dessert. In between servings, we splashed in the water and walked in the sand. It wasn’t much of a beach, although Kim and the girls enjoyed some snorkeling. The water was shallow, making anything but wading up to your knees impossible. It was a bit disappointing, so it was good that we didn’t stay too long. As they gathered us up to head back to the ship, the adults looked at the time and did some quick calculating; is it even possible to get back to the ship by the time it departs?

    A whole bus load of very anxious passengers arrived at the dock a minute or two ahead of the scheduled departure time. I was surprised that the tour wasn’t better timed, but it’s Jamaica, and there’s no worries, mon.
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