30.04.08 Happy rambling

As Susi went on a field trip, I walked to handsome Devon House, a nearby mansion with gardens, restaurants and shops. The stroll was interesting, on the journey a school girl called to me and swung her hips, a lady asked to taste my ice cream and a woman shouted something unintelligible about her cat at me, except she didn’t say cat; also, I was offered drugs twice, once by a small boy and once by an old man; beggars begged; fruit sellers failed to sell me fruit and loons looned. It would appear that in Jamaica to dawdle about in a fresh off the boat, tourist uniform is to ask for trouble or at least a lot of attention.