Love the life you Live, Live the life you Love
After arriving in this little seaside town of Falmouth, I decided to take a road trip to Nine Mile. I wanted to see the very place where world famous Reggae singer Bob Marley grew up. Falmouth, a town in Jamaica is the capital city of Jamaica’s Trelawny Parish. It’s a busy cruise-ship port that lies between Ocho Rios and Montego Bay on the island’s north shore. The city is characterized by its Georgian architecture, concentrated in the Falmouth Historic District. To the south, the 18th-century Good Hope Estate was originally a sugar plantation. East, near Ocho Rios, Dunn’s River Falls cascades over limestone rocks.
After, what I have witnessed in the township of Falmouth the road trip to Nine Mile wasn’t an easy decision for me to make. It has a dark side of the area where it is unsafe to drive and high rate of crime activity, especially when you are detouring from the township. I personally, grew up in a third world country where it is unsafe and I knew exactly what “dangerous and unsafe” meant to me.
On the way to Nine Mile, I started to noticed the huge difference. The roads were rough, narrow, washed out potholes and without any road markings, which made it even more dangerous but other parts were smooth. It was nothing new to me but it just reminded me of how similar to what I have grown up with. Along the way, where the road needs repair, there was a entire team of construction workers in presence but there was little concern for the safety of the workers. For how long will this construction of the road will be was the question I kept asking myself when they are under equip with high power equipments. For a country that is rich in its resources but the corruption is incurable and justice of equity is somehow a myth.
The roads were narrow and along the way, we encountered other visitors that were using the roads as well. Later, I was told that the cattle are regarded as “scared” in their religious belief and they are free to move around anywhere without been touched. These made realise that wherever I travel, I am very caution of what I say. You learn a lot when anyone is travelling and always learn something new in terms of culture, standard of living, religious beliefs etc.
As we continued further into the mountains, I also noticed that the scenery along the way were just breathtaking. The communities or villages were surrounded by the natural world – the pristine and lavish environment but the dark side of it all, the people were poor and the suffering faced by the people can be witnessed through their eyes, actions and despair.
Finally, I made to the destination the very place where world famous reggae entertainer Bob Marley grew up as a child. The place is now enclosed with high walls – a place of shrine. The place is not well kept but to them it is a place that it is authentic and leave it the way it is before the passing of reggae king. This also reminded me of Graceland when I visited the place, where famous King of Rock and Roll Elvis Presley estate and the place where is he buried there with an everlasting flame.
After spending few hours there, we then continued our journey through different route which took us another 4 hours to get back to Falmouth township. It is very interesting to notice that, this time the road was a little better and lot more smoother then on the first-leg of the journey. Along the way, we stopped on the side roads at various places of interest and bought few artefacts, souvenirs from the locals and even eating some of their local cooked foods. I must admit, I really enjoyed their local flavours which were authentic. Finally, we arrived late evening and most of all I was safe.
From my personal perspective: As a tourist travelling to a country where it is engulf in poverty and suffering, the tourists really don’t understand and the see the way local people live. The tourists don’t see anything outside or the dark side as they are confined in fenced areas where locals are not allowed unless they are working there. This a big contrast in most poor or developing countries where separation between rich and poor is very noticeable. To me, the tourists and the government officials need to go out and see what the standard of living is like or maybe they simply ignore it.