Today's post comes from Michael Marget
What's up WaJews! I'm Michael and I'll be taking you through day 7 of the trip. Today we left the comforts of Petersfield and headed to the famous Westmoreland town of Negril. On the way we stopped in the parish capital, Savanna-La-Mar. We drove through Great George street, the city's major street, until we reached an old harbor fort. The fort and it's accompanying restaurant were damaged in a recent earthquake, but the view was still stunning. Upon close examination from David, we concluded that the world was, in fact, flat.
Once lunch ended we headed to the self-proclaimed world famous Ricks Cafe. Not only were the drinks overpriced, but they were also poorly mixed. David again won a prize for knowing Red Stripe Beer's motto: what's good. Unfortunately, this prize was not a free drink. The cafe also has a few cliff jumping spots, with the highest one topping out roughly forty feet. Only Matt, David, and I took the plunge from this height. I landed firmly in my butt on the first jump and even after ten hours it still hurts. For the next few hours, we passed the time relaxing, eating, swimming, and half-heartedly dancing. Throughout the course of the trip, it has become evident that I'm clearly the best dancer.
Anyways, we stayed at Rick's for the "world famous" sunset, which was tremendously underwhelming. We then raced out of the cafe to beat the masses of people leaving as well. The day ended with a going away party hosted by Mr. Brown and the host families at the Association of clubs. We discussed our favorite moments of the trip and ended the night with singing and dancing. It was a memorable way to end our stay in Jamaica.