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as it might help someone else...
my first trip to jamaica was with a stranger. it was late august, i'd just found out my son would be with my ex for a weeklong visit, which was a rarity. i had a little (emphasis on "little"!) extra money and my dream was to visit jamaica. so....i looked up a local travel agent whose emphasis was jamaica, and booked my ticket (this was in so cal). i told her i needed to really save money, so she booked me to share a hotel room in negril with a young girl from south africa who was visiting her au pair friend in l.a. we met at the agent's condo (who cooked us a delish jamaican meal, i might add:)), and approved the deal! unfortunately, i forgot to check the weather and didn't know that i was arriving in the middle of hurricane seasoning (rain every day for an hour or two).
long story short, she got food poisoning the second day after arrival and since i shared a room with her, it was hell! i was ok, but spent the entire week running around by myself. as an unexperienced traveler, that was very difficult. there were some bright spots, but it was not fun! i didn't know her well enough to really discuss anything with her either. our lifestyles were very too. she was a pampered rich girl who called daddy for money every day, and i was a struggling single mother. not much in common!
i ran out of money on the last day, and that airplane dinner never tasted so good! i learned a lot on that trip.
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