Back in October of 2018 my family took a trip to Jamaica. We went to a resort located in Negril. My family is pretty shy but luckily we took my talkative outgoing grandma who can quickly make friends. Once we made it out of the airport we got on a bus and that was one of the scariest two hours of my life. Although the scenery was gorgeous Jamaica is lacking in their traffic laws. 

We spent most of our time at a swim up bar talking to the friendly bartenders. The bartender’s language caught my inquisitive grandma’s attention. He told her the language he speaks cannot be written, only spoken. On the second day we had Hibachi and we were seated with a family from the United Kingdom. We quickly hit it off and ended up spending a lot of our time with them. 

One of my favorite parts of the trip was a free froyo place and I ate an unhealthy amount of frozen yogurt throughout the trip. By the end of the trip, all of the froyo workers knew me by name. The day before I left we went cliff jumping and that was a cool experience. I was very sad when I had to leave and I can’t wait to go on vacation again. The flight home felt a lot longer than the flight there because I no longer had my overseas vacation to look forward to.