Yesterday, as my wife and I walked down One Love Drive towards one of the major tourist destinations in Negril, we heard a voice from behind a thatched roof (see below) inviting us to try the best Ital food in Jamaica.
We thanked the voice and carried on, but before we got too far we decided to go back for a drink if nothing else. While we waited, our host asked us where we were from. When we said Canada he said, “My girlfriend lives in Canada. In a place called Owen Sound. Have you heard of it?”.
What were the chances?
It really is a small world.
As we waited for his delicious smelling food to finish cooking, we had a great talk about his food, his family, Rasta, and other things. A lovely German couple joined us and the conversation continued. When the food was finally ready, he proudly gave us a little bit of everything. And, even though I am somewhat resistant to vegan food, I must admit, it was all delicious.
Just as we were about to leave, another couple came in after hearing us mention Owen Sound. They are moving to Thornbury in May and when I asked them why they chose it, they said they went for a drive one day through Owen Sound, Meaford and Thornbury and they fell in love with the area.
We left Ras Rody’s with full bellies and warm hearts and headed to our original destination. The more touristy spot was actually quite boring compared to our roadside visit. In fact, we took the advice of our new friends from Thornbury and went to the pub next door instead.
I am writing this as I wait for our flight home in the Montego Bay airport. As much as I love getting away, there is nothing quite like coming home to one of the most beautiful places in the world.
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