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A romantic trip to Jamaica
What kind of eyes look at me, Martin.
The end of November, the plane was taking me to Jamaica to stop and change at Miami. Eleven hours in flight from Moscow, an incredibly long time. Well, there are a few places available, as well as with me, you can curl up and sleep, but while promising an hour supper, then, will show two movies, you want to see, want to sleep.
I do not communicate with anybody, I sit by the window, here’s the thick clouds passed, “manna from heaven” – I thought, flying over the sun. Stewardesses dressed and already driven wine table at the beginning of the cabin, spread the smell of hot food incomprehensible. Before leaving, I strongly taught English, because somehow communicate not only with nature and a lover, but people have to.
I already knew that Jamaica English-speaking countries, and that’s practice will be with me, knowing his talkative nature, I have no doubt. I’ll be good! The main thing to keep this mindset.
Among the attendants was a very smiling boy, of course I was lucky when I drove up to the truck, with a soft smile, he asked in English:
- What do you want, madame?
According to my slowness, he realized that I was not particularly talkative. I just could not imagine that there is some choice. Then he repeated the question:
- You want to fish or chicken?
Now, I quickly realized, and chose a chicken just because suddenly, the fish will be with bones. Naive, cautious, ignorant of foreign orders, in general, all in one bottle. Well, nothing, that’s will win this world and according to my rules to live more!
During the dinner, offered any drinks. I chose a red French wine, thinking that it is better going to sleep after dinner.
Remarkably, started eating, and suddenly the air holes. Lit bulbs – “fasten your seat belts,” as something unpleasant was. I continue to dinner and he looked when to start a panic, pit and periodically Boy, not even allowed to sip wine. I was nervous. Look for the staff, they are calm, go and offer tea or coffee. Tea is better, I thought, hoping to get some sleep. After dinner, many took the earphones and tuned to watch movies, and I curled up on two seats, overlaid with a pillow and wrapped in a blanket.
Whether that will be!
A smell of hot biscuits – it carried the breakfast, so soon arrive.
An hour later the plane went on to land in Miami.
Declaration to customs, I still filled the plane with the help of a neighbor, who just gave his passport. The output of two stages – for locals and visitors, and I need to transplant, then did I realize and show their tickets for the following duty and he politely pointed in the direction of my room. My luggage was quite plump, as I left from winter to summer.
Registered ticket and stayed for about an hour wait for the next plane to Jamaica.
Addressed the audience, all dressed in bright shorts for sports in comfortable shoes, and no studs. They knew where to fly, and I dressed up. I also have a lightweight summer clothes, but now after an entirely different case. .
That I am no longer embarrassed.
I’m looking forward to the upcoming meeting.
To fly from Miami to Mantigo Bay is just one hour and ten minutes, again fed and served champagne.
Here is a fairy tale!
C bated breath coming out of the plane, I had the anxious excitement of the upcoming meeting. How to meet me, Martin? What will be wearing? Where will stand?
Passport control is absolutely easy, because the Ukrainians and Russian, by the time the entry was a non-visa.
I stood there in confusion, the name of the hotel, I knew the name I knew him … What to do?
At this point comes up to me her husband’s dark and I can see on his breast pocket embroidered “Mantego Bay. Hotel Margarita. Yes, yes it’s our hotel!
When he approached, I cringed when he asked my name. I answered and then said: – “You will receive a handsome man in the room, and hotel employee, I must take you.”
God, do such things happen.
For me it was a big surprise, well, I still have many things in this world do not know.
The road was a colorful, slender palm trees greet me spreading legs and in their swaying motion, I feel the rhythm of life undisturbed. This rhythm encouraged me. In my thoughts I imagine most secret desires and pacify
The hotel was small and cozy.
Climbing over the soft carpet, spiral staircase, in my mind muddled rushed colorful images of the meeting.
Martin opened the door and a moment in astonishment thought:
-Who is in front of him?
I am at least embarrassed, held out his hand and said in Russian:
-Hello, Martin!
He smiled broadly and I went into his arms. On the table I saw a bouquet of pink roses gently, a box of chocolates and a silver ice bucket bottle of Champagne. ”
Martin tactfully suggested to me after such a heavy flight, take a shower and put himself in order. I am happy from the meeting, ducked into the bathroom, the inner smile in me just blossomed. Straightened look in the mirror, shaking her legs and went on enthusiastically.
Martin poured champagne, singing a cheerful American motif.
- I greet you in Jamaica!, handed me a glass. -You are waiting for a lot of interesting and impressive, I promise you …
Snow-white bedroom furniture, pillows and bedspread decorated with fresh flowers of hibiscus, probably made specifically for our first meeting.
His urbane, Martin was accompanied by a prelude of love and takes me into the world of long familiar to me. His large and beautiful hands, showed a noble soul, they slid over her naked body and stimulating these currents were dissolved me. Weak, but slightly piercing the warm breeze blew over me and exquisitely accompanied by tenderness of love. He easily danced around us and flirted. Curtains swaying in tune.
Imperceptibly time has come for dinner, we exchanged a few affectionate phrases and descended to the lobby.
Martin asked the administrator what he can advise us to a restaurant with European cuisine, because Jamaican cuisine, like India has a lot of burning spices.
Administrator measuring my eyes, probably realized that I’m Russian, and advised the Club McCoy, who was not far from here and explained in detail to Martin how to pass.
The sun had set, but the heat does not leave.
Mantego Bay stretched along the coast, where there are low-rise hotels and restaurants. Played the national outdoor music with drums and metal plates, which brilliantly slid metal brush. All this was accompanied by the singing of the national reggae could be heard everywhere.
Here is the place “Club McCoy” and I soon figured out why he advised us – it is. There’s a variety show, where were all the Russian girls. O. .. oh, now he will admire them and compare with me, no, something had to be invented.
Right to refuse and leave? But why and how you explain this? Maybe this a good meal, and then I’ll think of something. I chose the fish tilapia, was really very tasty and a salad with avocado. As for drinks, we offer all kinds of Jamaican rum and cocktails. Of the whole range, I only knew “gin and tonic.”
Our mysterious glances met for dinner. I thought over further moves – how quickly to withdraw it from here, because the girls persistently and insistently began to consider us.
Courtesy and tact Martin did not allow me to be jealous and I thought that it belonged only to me.
We had supper and I asked him imploringly to go swimming in the sea at night, but he was not attracted to this idea, he wanted to stay. I repeated, well, it is possible I will be a swim or we wandered along the beach barefoot, because we have the sea, only three months a year, and here all year round. I put my hand on his knee and looked to the child mimics his eyes. He broke down and agreed to leave. Hooray, I rejoiced!
We did not go to the hotel and went immediately to the sea.
I slapped the water from the approaching wave, ran off screaming, faster. Martin just watched me and smiled broadly. How good it was!
So we walked a hundred yards, and ran into a wild bar. Why wild?
Because the bar, four large round tables, roughly made, the lighting provided Molotov cocktails, which are everywhere blazing torches.
Several trees in the hammocks provide rest, immediately lapping sea and lying in a hammock you see a black bottomless sky dome with captivating stars.
Milky Way sank so low that you feel the whole vast universe, of such a spectacle all the stops in and you’re thankful that you had the good fortune to live on this earth.
We were lying in a hammock and everything has to bliss.
The next morning we had planned to tour – a walk on a raft down the river in March Bray.
At eight in the morning we phoned the number. Been waiting for the machine at the entrance to the hotel.
The trip was far from a long time climbing the steep serpentine road, reminiscent of a dried river, because on both sides of the road were huge trees and created like a shady canyon. Romance began the second day in Jamaica.
We drove up to hang out rafts in the calm river, where the fantastic appearance and physique “rasstaman” stretched our hands and sat in comfortable chairs. We swam.
I’ll tell you a little about rasstaman – suggested Martin.
It is a religion, and one of the customs, when the birth does not cut their hair and twist them.
Men who grow up to pluck his beard. Perhaps you are familiar with the famous Jamaican singer Bob Marley, he sang in the style, “Reggae”., Now it has become popular in the world
- Yes, I remember, I immediately fell in love “reggae” and find in it the rhythms that help relax the muscles in a flexible dance.
Here is our raft heard a familiar word and began to sing “reggae”, portraying Bob Marley.
Now he has skillfully managed the one hook, rhythmic dancing and singing in full voice.
I thought in vain that I will practice talking with ordinary people in English, I had them do not understand what Martin told me that they have a special language – “Paqua. They came up with it when you were a British colony and the British to them they did not understand all the words cut.
I also do not understand them, but I can guess, he explained.
The raft passed through the river sometimes violent, sometimes calm. Picturesque shores of wild parrots attracted our attention. I lowered my foot in the water, and scoured the heel, the water was soft and warm. I reclined on the Martin and enveloped both of us memories of last night when we were free to love.
At the turn we were in a dark space, the crown of trees was so thick that the sun was barely punching. They heard a strange hum.
Martin asked the guide: – What is that strange noise?
- This is a “dragon-wind”
- Tell us about it.
- This is an extremely rare breeze that lifts the wings of dragons. Their spinning creates powerful air flow and great changes come into effect. The kingdom of nature wakes up and if you listen, you hear the singing of fairies.
It is believed that the meeting with the “dragon of the wind” – a great blessing.
Martin carefully translated to me and I nodded in amazement guide. This I did not hear anything.
Well, just a little happiness. Yes, happiness – “a butterfly, which enchants for a moment and flies away.”
We overtook the raft with a young couple. Naughty girl jumped into the water and swam alongside the raft, her young man had just put his hand into the water and stroked the water area, probably felt a bond with the natural tenderness.
I’m somewhere envied.
After half an hour, we sailed into the lagoon, where already gathered a few rafts and I saw an amazing sight, the so-called “bungee”. The tourists went ashore, grabbed the rope and fled with a cry of Tarzan jumped in the middle of the lagoon, enthusiastic returning to shore, and jumped again.
Kindled in me a passion, I undressed quickly and not waiting when our raft closer to the shore jumped into the water and swam to the rope. I was not afraid to dive, grabbed a rope and a run. takeoff, was under water, emerged and saw Martin’s ready to pounce. We met in the water with a happy smile, pressed against each other and he gave a gentle “thank you” and I said “thank you”. On the shore we were treated to a fresh coconut, we drank the milk through a straw and refreshed this sweetness.
Floated on not getting dressed, I occasionally jumped into the water and swam alongside the raft, inviting Martin to join, but he did not yield to my persuasion
Suddenly it began to rain and so strong that we had nowhere to hide. Our rasstaman reassured us that it was not long and pointed at a bright spot in the sky. And just three minutes later as rain suddenly stopped.
So it happens, if you dream of a rainbow, be prepared to be caught in the rain.
At the end of the journey we are waiting for the same machine.
Content and wet we got to the hotel. Unrestrained passion took hold of our body, glaring at each other, we just woke up from a terrible and widespread famine.
On the question of where to go for dinner, I categorically stated – in any place, just not in the “Club of McCoy.” Though there was food and tasty.
Yesterday, we noticed how the “Pier 1″ was heard rhythmic music and dancing were a lot of young people.
I suggested we go there to explore for and he agreed.
Before sunset in the city reigned heat and I covered the remains of their “Flamingo” straw hat.
I was grateful that Martin tactfully did not ask me:
- Where are your long blonde hair, which he only saw the photos in the letters – the Internet?
On the pier was free – one of the restaurant occupies, and another disco.
- Here as well, have lunch and stay to dance, I thought
Yes, here I missed – on the pier was Jamaican food and I had every bit of water to wash down and wipe the tears from hot peppers.
Martin looked at me, smiling, and hinted that have to endure just arrived in this country. I agreed.
We danced to the national music, chatted with tourists, many of them were from America, Canada and Europe in between drinking exotic drinks.
I thought I threw the years and the girl’s faster.
The next day we’re going to Ocho Rios – is the second city of tourism, where there is a famous waterfall.
The waterfall is located in the park mahagovye trees encircle the tree may be only ten – twelve people, their roots penetrate the thickness of the coral at a depth of forty meters in search of water.
Among such a grand flora decreases the avalanche of water from a height of fifty meters and cascades is moving toward the sea.
We brought in the middle of the stage where we could swim in the pool and move toward a waterfall. At first it seemed impossible, however, looking at others we boldly entered, swam to the falling wall, his back. It was a delightfully strong and active massage, then entered a water wall, where it was heard the roar of mountain waterfall, and then we climbed higher, the sleek and wet ledges, holding hands.
Two divine beings involved in the dance of creation.
Martin enjoyed my temper and did not cease to repeat:
- No, you’re not the sapling as I’ll call in the letters you are already a mature sprout.
The last day we visit the park of Columbus, who has a first means of production and coffee plantations – famous throughout the world of Jamaican coffee “Blue Mounten” In the evening we go to a concert, “Spirit of Reggae”, dedicated to the legendary singer Bob Marley, or as they called him King reggae. The concert was held at the house where he lived in his youth, and subsequently formed a unique religion, the so-called “Rastafarianizm.
The musicians were the ones who once played with him and performed his entire repertoire.
Martin had planned for every day trips to exotic places, we got the pleasure of intercourse, but the purpose of my trip was completely different …
Martin, if I wanted to know what I think it still would not have believed it.
“What says the woman, not at all what she was thinking.”
At this pace, we continued to communicate and travel, poured in his feelings, I imagined myself in the family idyll, this constant body contact, and not only sexy, constant hugs, kisses, fleeting touches and strokes.
All this created an atmosphere of happiness, good health.
As night came tired and exhausted, Martin did not stop me whisper the magic words, even in English, but I thought this is the most family members, as leveret, sweet, darling, my angel, goddess, my bird, a treasure, a dream, a gentle, tiger, fantasy, amazing, enchantress, and you’re my fairy “.
By words such dizzy, lost consciousness from French kissing and only in the morning was devastated by a voluptuous love.
Around our hotel was located gallery of jewelry and souvenir shops, I secretly hoped to get some golden gift, but alas …
Here, the owners were Hindus, very polite and friendly. We considered windows, went inside and attentive service, where their speech is more understandable, I even have repeatedly tried on all sorts of rings, chains, and saw how Martin looked at me with a smile, but did not utter a word, I soon cooled, and on the third a day to not injure yourself, do not approach these shops.
In my mind a vague confused questions and answers, trying to find any justification for perhaps this kind of gifts he believes the sign of great affection, he probably had not yet decided for themselves to offer me his hand and heart, or not, and probably he was not himself responsible for their lives. So, I resigned smile always waiting for the holiday miracle, albeit a small but committed definitely for me. A bouquet of flowers I did not receive, if not strange, unlike Ukraine, where flowers are sold in all corners of the streets, here I did not see them, although the bedroom was always decorated with garden flowers in vases or on the bed. It was very nice.
I am not discouraged, the mood could regulate itself, and here we are waiting for the next trip to the park, where we will descend into the cave in which was hiding the famous pirate Captain Morgan, at a depth of forty meters of the lake is like an underground trenches – those taken out of the lake to the sea pirates.
Down one by one carefully on the wild paths and stones and balustrades have served or stone walls, coral origin or roots of huge trees, which penetrated the thickness of the coral in search of water during the forty-meter in depth.
Sometimes it all seemed a jungle with vines and roots and is about to appear monkeys. Only the voice of the guide encouraged us with jokes and warnings to be careful. It was getting cool and smelled of damp. In between, this path was the cave where we could relax a little and chat.
In some caves, opened with a big arch, which created the Acoustic effect, where the musicians played the cymbals, the sound echoes resounded that gave unusual and succulent melodies.
At the last stage was a huge cave. It opened our eyes and we plunged into a lake in rubber boats. The water looked like a transparent black mirror. I lowered my hand to the wrist. The water was clear and black.
This is a wonderful spectacle fascinated enough to want to dive into the secrets of alchemy and reveal their secrets. In light swinging in rubber boats can touch the blind fish, or snakes and they perceive it friendly touch. Much mystery was created when you raise your head and over you go down the stalactites of various shapes and sizes and your guide amuses you, “organ” playing on them.
Returned to the hotel, filled with enthusiasm by what he saw with a broad smile.
This busy holiday does not end, and tonight we are going to the luminous lagoon, in a mystical and a night cruise on a boat. This is from the nearest town Falmos.
Group of travelers was small – only three pairs, and we sailed on a boat at sea.
In the incredible lagoon, where we were told that at this point are mixed salt and fresh water and, therefore, formed a special body or bioluminescent plankton, “said researchers from the University-it’s just a phenomenal spectacle – thousands of microscopic organisms emit a flash of light and when you swim in this water, the light itself.
Over the ridge, moving boats can be seen glowing train tracks. Indescribable delight!
Cruise does not end until all the guests do not swim in the warm velvet and sparkling water ..
All jumped with a squeal, diving, splashing each other and from the thought that at this point people are transformed.
Returned and dined absolutely fresh fish on the shore in a circle of new friends already. Dizzy from the experience.
Tomorrow we ride to the water park with all the fantastic attractions are here, I turned to flying a fish, known in Jamaica as “Marley”, a glowing mermaid, flown through the transparent tube into the sea.
My emotional overtone ends, nice farewell dinner, little words, a return ticket the morning of departure to Odessa.
How much I expected from this meeting, how much threw emotions and even now, this reckless night ends with a recollection how passionately I rushed to him and that he had to endure. My charming prince, Martin said goodbye to “Sorry.”
A world of harmony and serenity shattered. I so carefully picked up colorful pieces, trying on them to each other, creating a picture of my illusions of the world.
Unbearably hard! It’s like a little death, agree?
The road back, plenty of time for philosophy.
Galina Petrov
About the Author
Galina Petrov was multi-faceted life, beginning to form Russia and in the last 30 years living in America. Seven years we have lived with daughter on the island of Jamaica, as tour operators, where invited guests from Russia. Life has been very active and psychologically informative. Based on the memoirs written a novel, “Camomile Polyana” This article reflects one of the events of a young Ukrainian girl, traveling Jamaica.
Happy in her work and wish you all good.
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