When I left Los Angeles this morning there was a familiarity with the environment that I take for granted. Exiting the airport here in Kingston Jamaica through me back to a feeling of West Africa. The evening heat and humidity, the cluster of people waiting outside felt familiar. There were competing sounds of car stereos, laughter and various people trying to get their hustle-on. All of this had me feeling a little nostalgic for Senegal and Mali.
Travel, thus far, has been the smoothest I’ve experienced in years. Maybe I’m becoming a much more seasoned traveler or maybe I’m just getting old, but I like it.
The hotel, The Spanish Court Hotel, is beautiful and the staff have obviously been trained in the nuances of customer services. I haven’t seen a single person without a smile yet. Although I don’t drink it was still nice to be greeted in the lobby with a tall glass of champagne.
It’s 11:00 pm here and I’ve got to be up early for the opening day of the Conference-Festival. I’ll make sure to keep blogging each day of the conference so make sure to be looking out for it.