I landed on the one runway airport off the coast of Kingston. As I leave the airport I noticed the seventh-largest natural harbor in the world. I head to explore the markets of Kingston that come alive at night. As I make my way into the city I hear a lot of beeping apparently that is their way of communicating through traffic. We make it to the market and it’s alive and booming with lots of people, music, and smells. I make my way up the blue mountains to where we’re staying. The road up the mountain was interesting with curves of 180 degrees, our driver would lay on the horn to let others know we were approaching. The house we stayed in was owned by the one and only Bob Marley, with amazing views out the front and the back (Photos below). We got in late so I headed to bed. Little did we know the adventures we were about to have.
