My Montego Bay Adventure: A Journey of Rediscovery

 Monday, July 15, 2013

WOW! I returned to Montego Bay on June 12, 2013, after a 15-year hiatus. My first week back was rough: I caught a terrible cold because I took a bath and shampooed my hair in cold water on an incredibly hot day. The cold lingered throughout the week, and just as I was recovering, something I ate caused my face to swell up like a botched Botox job. Check out the pictures for proof!

In the third week, I visited a clinic, where they prescribed pills to reduce the swelling. The free clinic in Montego Bay was a stark contrast to what I’m used to in the States. The waiting room was outside, which I found fascinating. This experience made me realize how many things we take for granted back home are essential needs in other countries.

After spending a few weeks in Montego Bay, I wanted to reacquaint myself with Jamaica. I left for the States when I was nine years old, and returning now was like learning a new world all over again. I had to relearn the currency and even discover which parish I was born in, as locals often asked about it. It was amusing to adjust to these nuances once more.

One night, while waiting for a taxi downtown, I had an aha moment. Back in the United States, I worked in ministry at my church, particularly with the food pantry, which was dear to my heart. Observing the locals in Montego Bay—vendors selling their goods on the streets and at the market—reminded me of the people who frequented our food pantry in North Carolina. However, there was a notable difference.

In the US, many people rely on welfare and food pantries to meet their needs. In Jamaica, there’s no welfare system to support those in need. Instead, I saw sellers on the streets day and night, finding creative ways to earn a living. Whether they bought goods from wholesalers or directly from farmers, everyone had a truly inspiring survival spirit.

Downtown Montego Bay was a microcosm of diverse lives: businessmen, buyers, sellers, taxi drivers, the homeless, and even scammers. Despite the lack of welfare, the resilience and resourcefulness of the people here were incredible. It was a humbling and eye-opening experience, reminding me of the different ways people strive to make ends meet around the world.

Montego Bay, with all its challenges and charms, has shown me a different perspective on life, one that I will carry with me long after I leave.

By Sharon Kerr