Our next stop in Jamaica was on a beach where we awaited our boat to go snorkeling. It was certainly a beautiful area, and this is Paul sitting with our wonderful driver, Ainsworth. We booked him and all our excursions each day–snorkeling, touring the Blue Hole, etc.–on our own, not through the cruise packages. It was much cheaper this way and provided more variety. It really isn’t terribly expensive to hire a driver or boat for the day or half a day if you prefer.
Our boat arrived and off we went for another fun snorkeling adventure!
Then Ainsworth took us to a special place for the best Jamaican lunch ever–jerk chicken, pak festival (similar to a hush puppy), fried plantains. Delicious!
We also had an opportunity to sample various flavors of Jamaican rum.
This was my favorite. They call it “BTB” — “Better Than Bailey’s.”
We also wandered about town a little and saw the colors of Jamaica.
Miami–the first stop on a cruise my husband and I took a couple of years ago in honor of our 40th anniversary. I recently discovered that I had never posted about the cruise, so I’ll share the event now in hopes of encouraging some of you to do the same. It was a wonderful cruise!
Sarah joined us in Miami for a few days before Paul and I departed on the ship.
How we loved the beach and all the crazy sights!
We enjoyed cuban sandwiches with plantain chips & mojito aioli. Delicious!
The lobby and pool of our hotel was very inviting.
But what caught my eye was all the hilarious painted fish around town.
One of the places I wanted to see on our trip was Rhode Island, because I have ancestors that were the original settlers of that area. It was a dream come true to finally see some of the coastal areas of Rhode Island.
An odd thing happened that I’ve experienced on previous journeys to my ancestry — we came across moonflowers. These are beautiful yellow blooms that open at night. I saw them previously in the home villages of my ancestors in Germany and England. Now, to my surprise and delight, here they were again!
One of Grandpa Chaney’s ancestors — Rev. John Maxson — was the first white man born on the Island of Aquidneck — March 24 ,1638. Now the island is known most famously for the many mansions that can be toured, like this one.
Of course, in many ways it looked the same as when our ancestors first arrived, but most views were greatly changed, sadly.
We did have a lobster roll before leaving the area.
We headed to Providence to fly out, but first Christ took us to a great bakery he knew about from his travels.