Our last day in Jamaica. What a crime!

The day started out with an early rise, and packing. For our last day, we were greeted with…. more rain. In fact, this was the earliest storm we had during the whole week.

Our flight didn’t leave until mid-evening, but we were still required to check out by lunchtime. We hauled our bags up to the lobby, hid them in the luggage closet, and hung out for the day, soaking up the last of the ambiance from this wonderful place.

Road Kill Walking

We boarded the bus around 4pm, and set off to Sangster International in Montego Bay. Since we arrived at nighttime, this was our only time to see the countryside between Negril and Montego. I’m still amazed at the livestock that seems to wander the streets at will. It wasn’t unusual to see animals struck on the sides of road either — a little gruesome.

Sangster was not very busy at all… in fact deserted would be a better word (at least compared to last year). The initial luggage check always makes me nervous. Opening my 7-day-old stinky clothes for all the world to see isn’t a big deal, but I’m always a little nervous that someone has placed something in or near my luggage that shouldn’t be there.

Cheeseburger in Paradise

After that, though, we had two hours of sitting around the airport duty free shops. By this time we were starving, so we all dropped by Jimmy Buffet’s Margaritaville for some big dinner and a cheeseburger in paradise. Good eats, and our last Red Stripe of the trip.

Four hours of flight later, we arrived in St. Louis around midnight. We must’ve been the only flight coming through, and even though the plane was packed, we still made it through customs in about an hour. A taxi ride, and we were home by 2am.

Again, Jamaica didn’t disappoint. Negril is becoming one of my favorite places, and I can’t wait until I can visit again. I know there are other places in the Carribean, but I feel like I’ve been lucky enough to find the best first.