I picked my hotel based on its proximity to the airport and well the price was too good to ignore....there is always a reason why things are cheap...
Jamaica is what developers call up and coming, law enforcement calls it something completely different and less polite. Or may be I've just seen a bad part on bad day either way it wouldn't be a place I'd like to walk around with a 23kg suitcase a back pack and a hand bag at gone ten pm ...oh right I did....MUPPET!
Now for all my comments the hotel was clean tidy and the room was less travel lodge more premier inn, doesn't sound a big difference but its there! Breakfast I got to make my own waffles (its the small things) and they where divine and the percolated coffee was a bit naff but passable. I don't know how any one watching the American news can take it serious, the presenter sounds like a mick take of an American in films.
Heading over to the collection point I have all the advice of people buzzing around in my head, keep your purse close, don't look like a tourist and make sure your insurance covers repatriation....I'm carrying a back pack with my dora the explora hat strapped to the back and my hand bag with me dragging my suitcase behind me ...just paint a target on my back!
I hold my hands up I spent the time between leaving my hotel feeling nervous till walking down Broadway near the George Washington Bridge Bus Station and some local guy shouting 'Have a nice trip' my heart fell through my stomach and hit the side walk (commonly known as a pavement). Add to that my quick pitt stop to collect toiletries had my cards declined..not just my credit card the card that the post office had talked me into loading the majority of my spends. My heart checked out and was heading home, leaving me high and dry. Hiding in the loos of the bus station I lost it, I had $600 in cash for 36 days, my phone didn't work and the wifi was intermittent at best. I was screwed. Breathing through the over wheeling panic I headed to the meeting point and had the joy of having to rummage through my suitcase pulling out stuff for he next day on the street..stress whilst trying to be social to the other fellow travellers...cant let them know I'm a weirdo just yet!
Hence why there are two crummy pics of New York...