We walked and walked and walked some more during the days spent in Jamaica. Taxi's were available, but whizzing past everything, in a taxi, has you missing out on the details of the city and the culture.
One day we did taxi to the only fast food restaurant in town, Burger King. Not to eat, but as the landmark to our way to the Craft Market and onto the beach.
The Negril Craft Market is a feast for an artist's eye. Colors of the rainbow everywhere! Yes, there were the usual type souvenirs, T-shirts and knick-a-knacks. A closer look has a person drooling over the paintings. The artist proud and accepting compliments. The carvings, being made as you watch, with a small chisel and hammer, by another artist, willing to have his picture taken.
Bags, rugs, wraps and blankets, handmade by the locals catch your eye and the colors jump out screaming, "Take me home!"
Called 23/7 --- they close one hour to clean. We found this place last year and after talking to some people, found out this is a place you can go to sit and relax, without the pressure of continually buying drinks.
After walking the entire beach looking for the place we needed a drink! We alos bought oranges, from the man with the basket of oranges that walks the beach. They were very sweet and refreshing.
We just happened to pick the day that an International Volleyball Tournament
was taking place. We talked to a few of the guys playing and found out two of them were from California. Being from the states we cheered for them. They were really good and won against the Cayman Island guys. When they played the Jamaicans everyone's true colors popped and the Jamaicans won by a landslide! Still fun to watch and relax, talking to others relaxing also.
Below~~~one of the cute cottages across the road from the beach.
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