Erin and I signed up for a shopping excursion that took us into Ocho Rios for the day. I was hopeful that we would get a chance to see the local flavor of the country - the side that tourists don't always get to see - and maybe find a piece of artwork for the house.
(Artwork is a story in and of itself but suffice it to say that pre-Jimmy becoming a permanent fixture in my life, I loved buying accessories from all the places I travelled. Accessories are small enough to pack, they last for a lifetime and if chosen correctly will always be in style therefore making it a perfect choice. Post-Jimmy though accessories were no longer the perfect souvenir - we needed to find something that would be a lasting reminder for both of us. Therefore artwork was at the top of my search. Okay, truth be told, I still might collect the odd fabulous ring or necklace if the opportunity presents itself!)
After a little 20 minute drive, we found ourselves dropped off at the Taj Mahal shopping centre. Anyone else find that a bit odd - we are in Jamaica interested in local artifacts and find ourselves somewhere named after an iconic temple found in India. Add to the facts that every other store is a diamond jewelry store and both Erin and I are on wedding budgets. Needless to say, we wandered in hopes of finding a local shopping area.
We were directed down the street to the 'Old World Market'. Now that sounds a little better. As we wandered along the street we were constantly declining offers from the locals to give us unique and personalized 'tours' of the area. A few blocks away we stumbled across the market.