The Best Of Both Worlds

I decided to stop at Devon House this past Friday at mid-day,  as I was about to walk by it to take a taxi back to campus. I was travelling with my course text-book and thought, how different it would be to sit and read in a garden. I picked a solitary spot where unoccupied benches were gathered, then took a moment to gaze around. Perfectly manicured trees and grass everywhere just slowed my heartbeat to match the calm rhythm of nature around me. I began to contemplate about how nice it would be to have my very own future backyard look this way.

It’s not easy taking this MBA program, but living on a tropical island balances everything.

Best of both worlds I needed a change in my life and I have found it here in Jamaica. When days are stressful, a look at the breathtaking landscape and the feeling of the blazing sun alone, puts things into perspective. So sitting at Devon House reading about International Finance, and every now and again lift my head to see the reality of my dream, is enough to motivate me to get through this tough chapter.

Although achieving all of the things we want out of life can be conflicting at times, it might be true that if we are creative enough, we can have the best of both worlds. My new friend had posed this interesting phenomenon to me the other night; days before my Devon House study session, and I shrugged at the discussion. I initially felt that while we might be able to achieve one thing well, the other will be compromised in one shape or form. In other words, in my perception, things can either be black or white. We can choose to play or work, and be happy or sad. And the same holds true for friendship versus love. But, the mere fact that I was studying in a garden on Friday, watching tourists come and go, enclaved in an environment filled with happiness, sunshine, cool breeze, peace, and contentment, makes me rethink my initial sentiment.

best of both worlds

Related: Finding a Balance In Jamaica

I am wondering if we limit ourselves from our own desires when we think under such austere conditions (…as I read my IMEF textbook). Living and studying in Jamaica gives me the best of all worlds. Instead of studying in harsh winter conditions, I am basking in the Caribbean sun and I am working just as hard to achieve a Masters degree. Can I have the same pliability with other aspects of my life? In other words, will choosing love compromise friendship? This I hope to solve by making an attempt to use flexibility and creativity to play out this part of my life.

Day Ten: Daydreaming about Ocho Rios

Since I laid eyes on Dunn’s river falls and the beach there, I have been fantasizing about the experience. It’s been two days already but I can’t take the images out of my mind. From the moment I got into the sea to the experience of climbing the falls, and the best moment was when I sweet talked a man so that I could get on the jet ski for free (I didn’t have anymore money!).

The Jet Ski experience is a must-try-again for me. Curtis helped me climb on the back and he sped away. I felt like I was moving with the wind and I screamed- Curtis must have thought I was scared but I told him, faster! Then he whipped the jet ski around making a sharp turn…oh man, I could have gone for hours, but he brought me back to the spot he picked me up. I told him I was going to dive into the water and that’s exactly what I did from the back of the jet ski, I swam back to my chaperone and shared with him how elated I was. After that experience I was ready for anything.

Harry was one of the workers, so I asked him if he could lead us up the falls. He wasn’t one of the guys giving the tours today. Instead, he told us that we could do it by ourselves and brought us down to where we should start. My chaperone appeared a little worried, but Harry reassured him that it  is safe and people do it all the time.

When I took the first step  on the falls, the ecstasy that surged through me was like electricity! I took the lead, while my chaperone followed. There were parts of the falls that seemed impossible with the strong currents of water flowing down, but I used my hands and feet to grip the rocks and made my way up. It was easy but a challenge nonetheless. This is a must-do when in Jamaica. I arrived at the top of the falls and continued even pass the finish line- I wanted to continue my climb. But soon I made my way out of the water, returned my rubber shoes that I had rented for  $600JA and found my way on the beach again. One more dip in the water, one more  swim towards the beach border. The facility was closing so we made our way up the stairs, changed our clothes, and took the two hour journey back to St. Catherine.

Going to St. Ann and visiting Dunn’s River falls is everybody’s dream when they come to Jamaica and somehow I had a chance to experience it. It was superb and like I said, a must-do-again. I can’t wait. It was worth all my money.

So yesterday even while going about my day to day activities: walking and exercise at 6am and prayer in the afternoon at Bethel United Church located in Kingston (South camp road), I was still daydreaming about ochi! The service was interesting because apparently every Wednesday, a prayer/fasting and deliverance service is held from 10:30- 2pm- every Wednesday!

Stay tuned for pictures of Ocho Rios!