Our trip started off pretty interesting though. A few months ago when we received our tickets I opened them and saw that we left on Tuesday, March 17, and I noticed that the departure time was in the 12's, so Javan and I were both thinking we left at midnight on Tuesday. So on Monday I was just trying to get all the laundry done and get the house cleaned up and run some errands so I could get us all packed and ready to go. I called our travel agent around 11:00 am to ask a question and told her I was going on the trip to Jamaica that was leaving tomorrow. So she answered my question and then said something about our flight leaving that night. I said "no we don't leave until tomorrow, Tuesday" and she said "yes, you leave on Tuesday at 12:50 am, you need to be at the airport by 10:30 tonight." I went into immediate panic mode. Everything I still needed to get done was running through my mind. Keep in mind we had a 5 hour ride to the airport and still need to get all of our stuff, plus all the kids stuff packed and ready to go.
I called Javan in a panic and told him we were leaving today and he thought I was kidding. Him and Mike were working on a bid that was due the next day, and they need the rest of the day to complete it. Then I called Shan who was scheduled to watch the kids, starting on Tuesday, and told her we were leaving today instead. She answered the phone all groggy and yucky sounding and said she wasn't feeling well and was going to the doctor. I felt absolutely horrible. She ended up having tonsillitis and bronchitis. I felt so bad leaving the kids with her feeling like that and threatened them that they better be extra good so Shan could rest.
So the next few hours were spent running around the house packing and running around town doing last minute errands and tying up loose ends. I felt bad for my kids, I was such a beast trying to get everything done that I didn't have time to play with them or love on them much before we left. I was sad and shed a few tears when we left, I hate goodbyes. We left Blanding about 4:30, we had to stop at Target and get a few things and made it up to my brother Michael's house about 10:00, had a few minutes to sit down and recoup before he took us to the airport. We made it just in time.
We left Salt Lake about 1:00 am and arrived in Atlanta about 5:30 am (which was 3:30 am Utah time), then we flew out from there about 8:20 am and arrived in Jamaica about 10:45 am. We had to go through customs and then had a bus ride to the resort. By the time we were all checked in and our room was ready it was about 3:00 pm and we were exhausted. Javan and I both crashed and had a nap for a few hours. Then went and had dinner and went to the show. We stayed at an all-inclusive resort that included our room, all meals, and drinks, sport equipment rentals, and just about everything you could think of.
We had an ocean front room. He is the view we had from our balcony. It was beautiful, and so awesome to wake up to in the morning. This was one of the two pools, and we also had a nice view of the beach.
The next day (Wed. 18) we did a canopy tour. It consisted of a bumpy bus ride up a mountain. Our driver said he had a PhD in bus driving (pot hole dodging) and he was also going to give us a complementary butt massage on the way up.
This is a picture from a look-out point on the way up the mountain. It was a beautiful ride up and had a spectacular view.
The next day (Thur. 19) we went to Jamaica's most famous attraction, Dunn's River Falls. It's where the Dunn's River flows into the ocean. You form a human chain and climb up 600 feet of limestone up the waterfall. This was really awesome. And the fresh water was nice, but a little chilly.

Before we went to the falls, we went to Crystal cove and went snorkeling. Javan and I kept getting in trouble from the little lifeguard girl because we kept going too far past where we were supposed to go. It was still fun though.
This was on the catamaran after we had climbed up the falls. They called this portion of the tour "the booze cruise" because they were serving free alcohol and getting crazy with the Reggae dancing (which consisting of a lot of booty action.) Most people from our group were not drinking so they were giving us a hard time, and telling us we should try it "just this once.".
This guys was Javan's good buddy. He wouldn't leave Javan alone until he came back and looked at his shop. Javan finally gave in and once he got him into his shop he asked Javan if he wanted to buy some "good smoke" which were were offered several times. His hat was huge, and full of dread locks.

This guy came up to play us a song on his guitar and get his picture with us. Then of course wanted a few bucks for his trouble.
The next day (Sat. 21) we spent some time on the beach trying to get a tan, reading and swimming in the ocean.
That afternoon we went out snorkeling with our friends Angie and Ryan. This trip was way better than our first snorkeling trip. We saw lots of really neat fish, including a baby sting ray, and Javan found a conch shell. Our guide, Ronnie, that was with us told Javan to grab it and we got to bring it home. Here's Ronnie cleaning all the slimy seaweed off the shell.
The next day (Sun. 22) we went to church at the Ocho Rios Branch. It's located on the second story of a shopping center. There were 16 people from our group that went and 4 others were there from a cruise ship. They were quite surprised to see us and had to round up some more chairs to fit us all in their little room. It was a neat experience to attend their meeting. The Branch President's wife is the Relief Society president and she was one of the speakers that day. She kind of just took over the meeting and was conducting and announcing the musical numbers and everything. They had asked one of the ladies from the cruise ship if she could play the piano for the meeting and then told her to pick the songs. They said at one time there were about 110 members in their branch but they were down to about 30, there were only about 15-20 people there on this day and about half of those were kids. There were all very nice people.
Brent, the head guy, had his iPhone out during the meeting and was reading his scriptures on it. This little boy had been watching him and after the meeting came up to Brent and wanted to see what it was. So while Brent was showing him the iPhone I got out the camera to take a picture of them.
Well this little boy saw me taking a picture so after he was done looking at the iPhone he came up and wanted to see my camera. So I got it out to show him. Well he just took the camera and went around taking pictures of everyone and then passing it on to his little buddy to take some pictures too. So I have about 30 pictures of people's midsections, heads cut off, blurry pictures that these little guys took. It was really cute.The next day (Mon. 23) we did one more snorkeling trip. This was the best trip yet. On this day we saw a huge crab, a sea horse, some squid, an eel and lots of other fish. Javan and I collected a whole bunch of seashells to take home to the kids too.
This is a picture of our motel from the ocean. It the one on the right, the light purple one with a white roof. Strange color choice.
Each night we went to the show that the entertainment staff put on. It was usually some kind of dancing program, or Reggae program. One night they did a rendition of Grease. Quite interesting. But before they show started the entertainment staff would mingle around and try to get you to dance with them. Like I said before their style of dance includes a lot of "below the waist" action and rather provocative so we didn't like to participate. And also like I said before Jamaicans don't like to take no for an answer so there were a few times we wrangled into dancing. We kept it clean of course. Here is Javan gettin' his groove on with one of the entertainment staff.
On the last night the show had a fire/warrior theme. We were sitting right up in the front and we could feel the heat of the fire when they would blow it from their mouth's like this.
They all had torches and were dancing around on the stage and sometimes their flame would touch some wood at the top of the stage. Javan was sure that at any moment the stage was going to catch on fire, he was mapping out our escape route since we were right there in front. Here are a bunch of the entertainment staff after the last show.
The next day (Tues. 24) we had to leave the motel at 6:30 am to get to the airport. This is a picture of the sun rising behind the palm trees.
We left beautiful, sunny Jamaica and returned to a cold and snowy Salt Lake City. It's always sad to come home to such a shocking weather change.
We had such a good time in Jamaica. It was nice for Javan and I to have a little getaway like that but we were missing the kids by the end, especially when we would see little kids playing in the ocean and having such a good time with their families. It was fun to get home and see the kids. It took Ryan a few minutes to warm up he had kind of a scared looking stare for a bit, but warmed up quick. Ethan and Ally were happy to see us, but mostly just wanted their prizes. Little stinkers.
Thanks to Grandma Shannie and Mike, Grandma Debra and Grandpa Craig, Grandma Heather and Natalee, and Becky for tending the kids while we were gone. And thanks to Contractor's, and Brent, and Mike for taking us on an awesome trip, see ya next time!
Wow! This is a really long post.
