Our rasta man wood carving that was bought in Jamaica on our honeymoon in 1993. Hangs in the hallway at the top of the stairs. I'd have liked to have explored Jamaica more, as l love some of the music and culture, but it was just too dodgy, and we were getting hassled everywhere. I've been to a lot of places around the world, but this was the worst vibe l experienced, and it was enough to put me off nightclubbing in town, although we did go out independently during the day. What a disappointment, especially on honeymoon, as all we were left with was food, drink, sex and TV at the hotel, so it wasn't all bad (except for the sex of course).
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