On Thursday, after breakfast (Ackee and Saltfish and Johnny Cakes) and a swim at Negril, we checked out of Country Country and drove to Coral Cove – Jenni’s home in Discovery Bay. To cure our driving munchies, we stopped twice for patties – once in downtown Negril, and once in Falmouth, where we felt rather out-of-place for being the only white people in sight. Jamaica has two major patty chains – Tasty Patties, and Juicy Patties – and we were fortunate enough to have one of each. Jason and I both agreed that Juicy was the nicer of the two!
Coral Cove can only be described as “paradise” – a gorgeous three bedroom house, complete with a full complement of staff, a huge outdoor living area, massive backyard, two pools, and a private beach complete with straw bungalows.
Needless to say, we weren’t going to be doing it too tough whilst we were staying there!
Uncle Martyn and Jenni put on a feast that evening to welcome us all to Jamaica. By this time, heaps of other friends and relatives had arrived, including Uncle Ray (Martyn’s brother), Natalie and Dani (Ray’s daughter and grand-daughter), Neil (Ray’s son), and Margaret Ann and her brother Douglas – who I’d never met before, and I’m not entirely sure how I’m related to; first cousins once removed, I think.
We partied in true Jamaican fashion – with lots of authentic food (ox tail curry, yum!) even more authentic rum. It was a perfect start to Uncle Martyn’s birthday weekend!