|At the beach on our day off|
|At Island Grille|
I can sometimes find it difficult to understand why others whittle away their dollars on frivolity. Why they spend would $25,000+ on a new vehicle while millions of people are starving. Why they buy yachts, spend hundreds on haircuts, thousands on vacations, and hundreds of thousands on homes, all the while, there is poverty and starvation, homelessness and disease. I’m not talking in some far off land, although all of those things are there, too. No. Here in the U.S.A. there exists every one of these things---on gigantic scales. I’ve learned about the Power of One. If each person could just do a little, a LOT would get done. Would we be able to eradicate poverty? It’s doubtful. Would we be able make a dent in starvation? Of course, we could. I’ll write more on this soon, as the Lord has really been speaking to my heart about this topic.
|Our beautiful room at The Glorianna (rose petals everywhere)|
Bay from Malvern. From the church camp in the woods to Montego Bay in the city. Remember…..that excruciating bus ride? I know Jonathan I will never forget it. I doubt no American that has ever made that bus trip ever will. When we arrived in Montego Bay, we lunched at Island Hut—a fast food diner--with their famous Jerk Chicken and Coke. Yummo. Then a mere hop, skip and a jump to the Hotel Glorianna where we would be staying the remainder of the afternoon, evening and tomorrow morning, before we boarded our flight for the states. The Hotel Glorianna. The outside looks rather dingy and unassuming, in the middle of a sea of concrete. But the inside….well, that’s quite another story.
|Inside the hotel-Is this gorgeous, or what?|
After a quick change, we all gathered in the pool area and made our destination choices for the day.After all, everyone on our team was on their own until the morning. So, Heidi, Lucas, Cindy, Jonathan and myself decided to head to the Caribbean to soak up some sun and water. I remember going shopping the last time I was in Montego Bay, and considering I really didn’t have any money (except a few dollars for dinner), I figured the beach would be best. WOW! Definitely a great decision. The weather was exceptionally warm, sunny and just pure awesomeness! The beach was gorgeous! Water-blue. Tiki huts everywhere. Ahh…..now, that was something I could definitely get used to. After just a few minutes tho, I felt as though my skin was burning. I hadn’t applied sunscreen, nor had Jonathan. Yikes. Surely I didn’t want to ruin my 50 year record of never having had a sun burn. Dan and Tim had come, too, and they were smart. They rented a beach umbrella and then hit the waves. Nonetheless, after about 90 minutes, I felt fried. Jonathan was not going to leave the beach, so I headed back to the hotel with Craig. I knew enough not to walk anywhere alone in Montego Bay.
|Dinner with friends and family|
|Relaxing after a day in the sun|
Ed, Mona, Louise, Cindy and Connie all went. We ordered, and the waiter amused us with his talent
of transporting the plates on his head. The food was wonderful, as were the view and fellowship.
Then….we walked back to the hotel. Everyone else was sitting pool side, chit chatting and such. Jon was sporting a sun tan and was asleep in a folding beach chair. I showered and was ready to hit the hay. I re-packed my suitcase, but only after a huge ‘missing passport’ scare. Thank God, I found it. #1 rule when travelling abroad, ALWAYS know where your passport is.
Once back at the airport, we gathered our items, and Dave and Peg graciously drove Jonathan and I back to good old Oregon, Ohio. Apparently, they only live minutes from us, and my ride and I had
miscommunication problems. Oh well. Thank you, Dave and Peg.
|After a late dinner|
|Waiting for our bus at the hotel|
Be blessed, and I always welcome your comments.
|With our fearless leader, Scott|
|Saying Good bye to the girls|