We decided to venture off to Negril, Jamaica, which is a little over an hour away from Auntie Dalley’s. Negril’s beach is the longest in the entire Caribbean, and it was absolutely stunning.Upon arriving in Negril, we went to our favourite 
Jamaican fast food restaurant, “Juici Pattties (and so much more)” and everyone had a patty and orange juice. If you ever get a chance, ask Mark what happened to him at Juici Patties; it is quite the story. After lunch, we ventured over to a craft market. Though the girls enjoyed themselves, as a guy, I didn’t really appreciate the experience. (A) I don’t like crafts, really… and (b) with all the shop keepers calling and leading us to their separate shacks, the guys felt the need to look out for the girls. To say the least, this wasn’t the most calming start to a day off. But, I assure you, it got much much better.
After the craft market fiasco, we headed to Rick’s Café, a resto-bar set on cliffs overlooking the bright blue ocean. This is where I overcame my fear of heights… or at least tried to. At Rick’s, there was a beautiful little cove with a diameter of about 40 feet and different landings for (you guessed it) cliff jumping. The highest landing that anyone jumped off of was roughly 35 feet high, but I didn’t dare trying it out. Sadly, I made a deal with Caitlin that if she jumped off the 28 foot landing, I would follow soon after. It took her a few minutes to muster up the courage but, sure enough, she stepped off the ledge and, screaming, plunged into the blue. Without giving myself time to think, I walked down the stairs to the landing and walked off. What a RUSH! 
About two hours later, we all headed to the beach. It was exceptionally beautiful, and we enjoyed the sun, sand and swimming; and of course our growing relationships with each other.
We headed back to Mo-Bay in our church clothes and ate some Pizza Hut pizza which we thought was funny all week
(Every time we passed by: “Hey, Matteo! It’s a Pizza Hut” “And LOOK, a KFC! Get out…”). Let’s just say… that got very annoying for everyone all week three times a day. After dinner, we headed to our home away from home, Westgate Hills Baptist Church, and had a block party! Many kids from all over the local community came and played games, made crafts and just hung out with the weird people from Canada. We enjoyed lots of laughter with way too many cute kids. After a few songs, a skit we had performed on Thursday at the girl’s home, a testimony from Gail, and a story from Phil, there was a call for the children to accept Jesus as their Lord and Saviour. Although everyone was told to put their heads down, I cheated, and saw 30 kids put their hand up, claiming they accepted Jesus into their hearts. We are praying that these commitments were genuine, as should you. We were blessed with rest and relaxation and dozed off after a day of fun in the sun and playing with energy high kids, leading to our last full day on this beautiful island of Jamaica!
Jamaican fast food restaurant, “Juici Pattties (and so much more)” and everyone had a patty and orange juice. If you ever get a chance, ask Mark what happened to him at Juici Patties; it is quite the story. After lunch, we ventured over to a craft market. Though the girls enjoyed themselves, as a guy, I didn’t really appreciate the experience. (A) I don’t like crafts, really… and (b) with all the shop keepers calling and leading us to their separate shacks, the guys felt the need to look out for the girls. To say the least, this wasn’t the most calming start to a day off. But, I assure you, it got much much better.
After the craft market fiasco, we headed to Rick’s Café, a resto-bar set on cliffs overlooking the bright blue ocean. This is where I overcame my fear of heights… or at least tried to. At Rick’s, there was a beautiful little cove with a diameter of about 40 feet and different landings for (you guessed it) cliff jumping. The highest landing that anyone jumped off of was roughly 35 feet high, but I didn’t dare trying it out. Sadly, I made a deal with Caitlin that if she jumped off the 28 foot landing, I would follow soon after. It took her a few minutes to muster up the courage but, sure enough, she stepped off the ledge and, screaming, plunged into the blue. Without giving myself time to think, I walked down the stairs to the landing and walked off. What a RUSH! 
About two hours later, we all headed to the beach. It was exceptionally beautiful, and we enjoyed the sun, sand and swimming; and of course our growing relationships with each other.We headed back to Mo-Bay in our church clothes and ate some Pizza Hut pizza which we thought was funny all week
(Every time we passed by: “Hey, Matteo! It’s a Pizza Hut” “And LOOK, a KFC! Get out…”). Let’s just say… that got very annoying for everyone all week three times a day. After dinner, we headed to our home away from home, Westgate Hills Baptist Church, and had a block party! Many kids from all over the local community came and played games, made crafts and just hung out with the weird people from Canada. We enjoyed lots of laughter with way too many cute kids. After a few songs, a skit we had performed on Thursday at the girl’s home, a testimony from Gail, and a story from Phil, there was a call for the children to accept Jesus as their Lord and Saviour. Although everyone was told to put their heads down, I cheated, and saw 30 kids put their hand up, claiming they accepted Jesus into their hearts. We are praying that these commitments were genuine, as should you. We were blessed with rest and relaxation and dozed off after a day of fun in the sun and playing with energy high kids, leading to our last full day on this beautiful island of Jamaica!
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