Bob Marley Museum and Duns River falls
On Wednesday, we decided we were going to arrange our trip to Nine Mile to see the place that Bob Marley called home. The drive was about 3 hours and we got to see so many towns with vibrant colors and vibrant people along the way. I’ll fast forward to approaching the Bob Marley Museum…I was in a state of shock and awe. There was a band playing as we waited for our tour guide and I couldn’t help but wish I could sing with them. Not surprisingly our new friend, Veejay, knew just about everyone there and of course went to ask them if I could sing with them. I didn’t even think twice, I grabbed the mic together with my new Rasta friend and we sang Redemption Song, one of my favorite songs of all time.
The tour hadn’t even began and I felt like I was being transported to a different time and space, particularly somewhere near Robert Nesta Marley’s soul. We toured his bedroom, as well as he and his mother’s resting place. It was surreal. The flowers, the colors, the love that exists in that place isn’t comparable to anything I have ever experienced. The fun didn’t stop there, as I said my “see ya laters” (because I knew I would be back again) to Bob Marley’s home, we began to get ready to go to Dunn’s River Fall. We were ready to hike along the famous waterfall. Once we changed into our bathing suits, we held hands and began our hike towards the top of the waterfall. It. Was. Incredible.
My Goodbyes and Reflection
Thinking back on this trip, I just can’t quite describe in words how perfect it was. How truly amazing the people were. How in the midst of much poverty and sometimes even desperation, the beauty of every soul we met resonated with me. I grew an even deeper appreciation for Dancehall and reggae and I didn’t think that would even be possible. Oh, and for the record, Jamaicans can DANCE. Let me reiterate that, dancehall isn’t just a genre, it’s more of a lifestyle. During our last night in Jamaica we went to a club and it was the perfect ending. I felt I was in some version of “So You Think You Can Dance” but Jamaican style. All the guys just got in a line and did their thang! My girls and I tried our best to match their step and embrace our latin hip action with some Jamaican flair. It was all pure laughs and joy.
Once we left, “yah mon” was part of my daily vocabulary and my girls and I couldn’t stop using all the slang and patois we learned in our time in Jamaica. There was no longer such a thing as drinking coca cola without rum in it. I lost complete track of time in Jamaica and it was one of the best feelings I’ve encountered this year. I had time to myself and I got to spend time with my girlfriends. This trip also made me more aware of how energies are transmitted. I truly believe the energy we put out to this world, is in return the energy we receive. I really felt as though the people we met during this trip could truly feel our energy and vice versa. So wherever you may be reading this post, I hope you can feel the great vibes I am sending your way and that you may also transmit those vibes to whoever you encounter.
Before leaving, everyone kept asking, “Will you be coming back to Jamaica?” My response: Yah Mon, no doubt about it.