Welcome to the photo journal of my vacation in Jamaica. The two days before going into the country, I admired the blue mountains, read on the porch, and had lunch at Usain Bolt’s restaurant in Kingston.
I came and brought cooler air from the north into Kingston. The mornings were crisp and the mountains had a shroud of fog over their peaks every morning. I can just imagine how cold it must have been up there!
Juxtaposed right into the busy city street, somehow I managed to absorb what I was reading. The cat, Calypso, came and insisted on a rub every now and then and helped me adjust to the quiet and comfortable pace of being on vacation.
Our very pregnant waitress was clear in her explanations and had a beautiful smile that she shone on to us as often as she came to our table. The food was excellent! I recommend the jerk platter and the bungle of fries. They are a mix of sweet potato, cassava and irish potato and served with a jerk mayo thingy that was divine!
To Nyam is to eat in Jamaican patois. Nyamins was a truly appropriate name because everything on the menu looked able to make one lick one’s fingers shamelessly after.
All I could do was shake my head… and photograph the thing!