Falmouth, Jamaica

We reached the inner harbor at about 7:30, at which point the captain spun the ship around and backed up the channel to the pier. 

Our tour pulled out at 8:45, winding through downtown Falmouth and then on the main road to Montego Bay. About 15 minutes later, we turned onto a very bumpy side road. The bus crawled its way up the side of a mountain to Greenwood Great House.

Since their website provides considerable information for anyone interested, I will limit my remarks about the house to the fact that it was used primarily for entertainment. The family lived most of the time further up the hill.

This is a large music box

The terrace was 71 feet long and had a commanding view so broad that the earth's curvature could be seen by looking at the horizon.

After what refreshments, including a rum punch Pam described as the weakest one she ever tasted, it was back on the bus for the return to Falmouth.

Along the way, we had a photo "opportunity" when the bus stopped on the side of the road at the high school that Usain Bolt, the famous Jamaican Olympian, attended. It was an opportunity, but given the pride everyone in Jamaica has for him, taking a picture was obviously something we, of course, wanted to do. The fact that what you see is the best view we had of it demonstrates how deep the pride runs.

Back at the port, we agreed that nothing outside the gates was enticing enough to lure us to wander in that direction. Security issues aside, it is much like many other Caribbean islands. Instead, we ambled around the large port shopping area, inching towards the ship. 

After our shopping was completed and with little to show for it, we went back aboard for a leisurely afternoon before the ship departed at 5:00.

After leaving Falmouth and going straight enough out to see that the casinos could open, Eurodam turned to an easterly course and headed for Honduras, where we would arrive the day after tomorrow.

This evening, we had dinner with a Catholic priest, which is another story for another time. We checked out some of the performances around the ship before returning to our stateroom for the night. One relatively minor problem with remaining on board a vessel that swapped out 90% of its passengers a few days ago is that the same performers do the same acts in this segment that they did in the last segment.

Tonight, the United States goes on daylight saving time. We had thought that the Caribbean would do the same. If it did, we would have to do nothing to our clocks to be at the right time when we got to Honduras. No such luck. The Central American countries we will visit will all stay within standard time. As a result, we get an extra hour of sleep tonight; however, we have to pay the piper on the return leg of our cruise by advancing our clocks an hour twice before we get to Nassau.