The first time I went to Negril (west end of Jamaica) was in 1972. There were pretty much only small motel-like places to stay... And just a couple of them. The only foreigners you'd fine were some hardcore American hippies and a few Europeans. Oh yes... And a few people on the run from the law. Seven miles of beautiful white sand beach and the clearest light blue water found anywhere in the world, way out in the middle of nowhere.
Paradise.
But as the Eagles said... Call somewhere paradise, you can kiss it goodbye.
The last thirty years of vacation resort development in Negril has overwhelmed the infrastructure and local society.
Sure... People make money... Lots and lots of money.
Which then brings in more and more people trying to make some of that lots and lots of money.
Which then caused those who were already established in Negril to become offended by those just coming in.
And around and around it goes... Where it will end... No one really knows.
The old days...
Then came the new days...
Damn those hippies messing things up for all of us.
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Damn those hippies messing things up for all of us.