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Back Home in Seattle, and I already miss the Village of Nine Mile.
I have just spent the last five(5) days, with One Love and Respect.
Having enjoyed the company of the Villager's, the Children and the Beauty of Nine Mile
Village, I would highly recommend Nine Mile as more than just a quick stop at Bob
My first visit was in February 2011. I visited the Marley Mausoleum, and had stopped
at one of the small shops in the village. The experience at Bob Marley's, was
enlightening, and the music very telling. What impressed me just as much were the
people of the village and the Respect and One love that I saw in their daily lives. The
result, I just had to go back again.
This time I had asked if I could stay somewhere in the village. The response was
welcoming, and encouraging. A few phone-calls, the setting up of the airlines, and
hotels that I would also stay at and it was done.
My first week would include the standard tourist fare. I spent three(3) nights in
Montego Bay, at a resort with a small water-slide and Lazy river. This included,
two(2) nights in a Tower room, and one night next to the Lazy-river. Food was good
and the variety sufficent. Round-trip transportation from MBJ ( airport) was included
with thenaccomidation, and I was able to exchange my return to the airport for
transportation to Negril ( It never hurts to ask, and Respect goes a long way.
In Negril, I checked into the Rui Beach Resort, an up-scale All-inclusive. Again rooms
were very nice, and the food of very good quality. The Nightly show that evening was
a Michael Jackson come back. Well done and everyone seem to enjoy the program.
Check-out is at 11am, so I caught a route taxi, to my next hotel, . (Route taxi's are
vehicles with a special colored plate. ) The trip between the two hotels, a distance of
about two miles, cost 100JD, and a tip of about 50JD ( about $1.75 US).
My next resort was the Sea Splash, a quaint lush setting. There is a small restaurant
and a nice bar. The resort sits in the middle of 7 mile beach.
Again I check-out around 11am, and again catching a route taxi to my final destination
The Travellers, is near the river and town center. Good clean facility at a great price.
Food from the restaurant, was good and filling, as well as having a great view, and
Were a tourist to go further West you would find the Cliff Style resorts, as well as the
Three nights in Negril, and I head towards my final destination: Nine Mile Village.
I depart Negril, to Lucea, via the Route Taxi. A ten mile run costing about $2.00 US,
and I arrive at the bus depot. Buses run specific routes, between points. Leaving
Lucea, we complete the 20 mile run is short fashion. The bus is packed 5 wide, and 5
deep. I sit on a board across the isle way, a young school boy huddeled next to the
window my shoulder buddy. I pay and tip the driver as he directs a helper to show me
to the next bus. Mind you I am toting at least one of my bags, and my Camera-pack on
my shoulder. I make the bus, with a few minuets to spare. This is a slightly large
Mini-bus. It is now fully loaded with some 15 to 20 individuals and their possessions.
We get about a half mile, when the driver announces he has a low tire. Being near the
Airport, he stops and changes the tire and we are again on our way. This leg is about
50 miles, and again cost less than $5.00 US. A slight miss-communication as to
where I wanted off, and I ended up walking a short distance to meet up with Clinton.
Next stop, Nine Mile Village.
Arriving in Nine Mile, I was shown my accommodations. I was Invited to stay, with a
local Rastaman, and his family. This would be my base for the next several days.
A few short introductions, dinner from Shirley's, and a cup of coffee (oops, watch
your water), and I settled in for the night. The next morning, true to Bob Marley's
song, I found my three little birds. These would be my Photographers. They would
record the sights and sounds of Nine Mile Village. Here they were, A cute 9 year old
girl, and two boys, one 7 the other 11 ( no pun intended ). A short practice with the
small video cameras, and the were off on their own, Stanley bringing up the rear, at
least for a short while. Over the next several days, two or more of the children would
walk with me the length of the village. I would stop and talk with the various Villagers,
as the children would scamper around taking pictures.
Many of the photos included in this website are taken by the Children and adults, of Nine
Mile Village. As you can see, there is room for improvement. Over the next several
months, I expect to receive new and better cropped and focused pictures.
Side trips to help the family out with food, a trip to see an ill family member. An
interesting visit to the local gardens ( food only, never saw the ganja fields everyone
talks about. O well my loss). I tried peanuts, partook of fresh white yams that were
quite good, and listened as my host explained that this is how he supports his family.
I believe he said he was getting about 45.00 US for a large potato sack of produce.
Five days seemed so short, and suddenly my driver had returned for me........
Sad to leave and knowing that I would return, I said my farewells.
Okay three more nights left. By the time we reached Ocho Rio's, and steer town, it
was to late to explore. Meeting my new host Ray, and the dog Lexie, Clinton drove me
to a Burger King, about 5 miles up the road. Today, Clinton took me to a Beach that
Mom and I had visited in February. As I settled in with a cool drink I mad a comment
about being their before.. The young lady at the bar, look up and said" you were with
your mother right". I smiled and agreed. I spent the next several hours walking
around the beach area. On the west end of this area, I stopped and talked with the
local beach boys. I even tried fresh bread fruit. Okay, last day, just hang-around, take
a few pictures, and make sure I'm packed.
As on Que, Clinton is there to whisk me off to the airport..................................