My disdain for the island nation was not out of snobbery– at least not exactly. It was merely based on the fact that I had only been to the beach paradise via cruise ship. There is nothing quite as sad as a stunning beach and turquoise water completely surrounded by barbed-wire. Couple that with the constant advances, “do you wanna smoke, mon?” and it just wasn’t my cup of tea.
Enter, Justin and Xenia.
Anywho, they adore Jamaica and go multiple times a year. Considering we seemingly like mostly the same things in our travel regimen, I decided…
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