Ridgeway Guest House Montego Bay

... house we found was great - a little far from the beach though but that allowed us to drive through the whole town every day and chat to some of the coolest taxi drivers on earth! A trip to the supermarket to stock up on Red Stripes (beers), local rum and some food and we were all set for the week.<br><br> Our time there was largely spent on the beaches and wandering up and down the 'Hip Strip' which is basically the main tourist street with all the ...

... Luna di Mare, serving Northern Italian cuisine and an extensive wine list ( **Only on the Platinum AI Plan)<br>Fresh, offering delicious breakfast, lunch and dinner buffets, overlooking the pool <br>Sea Side Grill, featuring a light menu of sandwiches and salads, served poolside, open for lunch, occasionally dinner. Features a kids menu<br>Mangos, serving international cuisine at our Sugar Mill Falls water park <br>Bar King Frog, ocean-view lobby bar, featuring ...

... excitement and ambiance, this restaurant combines entertainment with culinary delight.<br> "Built right out over the water, which sparkles in the moonlight and under the stars, this two-tiered restaurant features dramatic red columns and balconies and a covered area under a blue pagoda roof. Tantalize your taste buds with delectable stir fried fare, prepared with flames flying and much fanfare, right before your ...

... even buy citizenship if I think it'll get me into those countries that might not like a US passport. I'm serious. Current rate is $300K investment and $35K for paperwork. Who knows? Maybe they'll let me run for president. With another little side trip from Miami to the Bahamas, I'd then have the Caribbean zipped up, all thirteen countries. <br> <br>So I'm already planning two or three trips ahead while sitting in Montego Bay, probably not the ...

... which is true, that's not to be confused with the scads of hustlers pretending to be your instant friend. Aside from the simple offering of goods for sale, including ganja, they have a couple of interesting come-on lines I haven't encountered elsewhere. One starts "I can see you're not a racist" and the other "Hey! Remember me?" at which point the hustler claims to be the cook at a restaurant he assumes you've frequented or ...

... at five thousand feet. Funny thing is that by day two or three that's all over and I'm now like part of the landscape, twilight man, homo erectus Montegus, the guy who walks for miles looking for something nous ne savons pas, but never at midday nor midnight. That's me. Roasting buns in the midday sun was never my vice, nor late late nights. Most of the beaches are private, so long walks on the beach are not an option. It's beyond me ...

... unfair since the Internet is most people's main way of staying in touch with family and friends back home - and even budget hotels often offer it for free. The resort Spa is an Elemis spa, a short 5 minute walk from the main area. Weddings are normally held on the lawn and terrace of the spa. You can also elect to rent out a spa room for the day (air conditioned spa room I might add) and enjoy the comforts of getting reading in a cool, relaxing ...

... we could drink this like water...A few more rounds of that, we were ready to chill nearby the pool where they had reggae dancing going on between the staff and the hotel guests...it was pretty amusing.. Couple of hours after that and about 9 rounds of JD after (i blame it on Karen and the cabana boy who has now gotten it down to a nod and off he goes carrying our next round), we decided to check on our friend Syntra who was arriving from Trinidad. We found her strutting ...

... I regressed into a 4 year old cause I didn't want to go, besides Tony had taken off for a bit and I was working the bar...but we had to get going. Tony showed up and charged us an arm and a leg and gave me a hand shake with a secret finger tickling my palm, which was a offer for sex - which, I may add, I receive on a daily basis, dirty Jamaican boys!:)- I kissed him on the cheek and we got a taxi ride home. Mum raged about ...

Sorry for the dreadful pun incorporated into the title of this section, but a trip to the Caribbean in January 2006 replaced the regular annual January ski fixture, and was yet another encounter with the American tourist, which was to be the last, for absolutely no reason other than ongoing commitments and diminished practicalities. I arrived on the island of Jamaica in poor shape due to a newly-broken collar bone, which I was ...