I want an ocean and some sunscreen lotion. Take me to the beach with a thousand pretty girls in reach. Hardly any clothes, sand between my toes and white stuff on my nose. Sitting on my chair in the salty air. Lounging on the deck with a whistle ’round my neck.
This facility in Lucea, Jamaica is marked as a Public Sanitary Convenience which is term for public restrooms or lavatories. These types of conveniences are sparse in Jamaica. Even a travel advisory recently declared that public conveniences are hard to find even around the resort areas.
“No problem mon, I can hold it, drive on.” ~E.W. Hatheway
This is a photograph of some roadside military action taking place in the town of Negril, Jamaica. Seems a little more serious than just a police response as noted by the presence of full combat gear and weapons. Maybe it was just routine. Who knows?
“Three o’clock in the rain. And a roadblock, Lord.”
This is a photo of Farmer Bill on the beach in Negril, Jamaica. He runs what he calls The Open Farmacy on Bloody Bay. His son is Farmer Joe. Together, they help the tourists with helpful advice and they can make arrangements for about anything you want.
This is a photo of Farmer Joe on the beach in Negril, Jamaica. His father is Farmer Bill. Seems that he has decent cell phone coverage here on Bloody Bay and he can arrange for just about any ting yuh wan. Just gi him ah ring!