Last night was a long night. By all appearances, Jamaica is a fairly poor country. The number one industry here is tourism and with the world economy in such bad shape business all over the island is slow. The roads here are in a bumpy, pot hole riddled state of disrepair, most cars are old and run down, many businesses are just shacks alongside the road with no power. The one thing the local people seem to spend their money on is sound systems. Spending the night here is like living in a radio with a broken tuner and the volume cranked up to 11. Everyone wants to share their music. Every open air bar wants to entice new customers with their music. It is a very competitive night and I just want crickets to lull me to sleep.
One thing I really like about Negril is that by law, no building can be taller than the highest palm tree. I can't imagine any such law anywhere in the states.
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