Today was a very exiting day! After packing out, I and Erlend went for a long run through the outskirts of some of the more wealthy suburbs of Kingston. Our hotel is very nice and I was well rested when we set out. The coast is really ragged and there was a lot of rough terrain in the beginning, but some hundred meters inland Jamaica has something resembling to a small coastal plain, so the landscape was perfect for jogging. Despite the geographical proximity to the capitol, there was no problem finding grassy plains or earthy roads. This was a positive surprise for me because my knees don’t appreciate asphalt very well.
There’s a white beach not far from our hotel, and after the run I bathed in water the color of light aquamarine. Erlend was feeling the effects of the time difference and wanted to sleep, but I didn’t really mind having the sand for myself. The sun was up and the sky had a subtropical turquoise quality, so the light breeze had a nice cooling effect as morning slowly turned to midday. About eleven o’ clock tourists started arriving and I went back to the hotel. After a small meal and a Norwegian protein shake called “Yt” I felt tired and a bit full, so I went to sleep myself.
However, I didn’t want to waste the day completely, so about four o’clock I got up again. I went to the athletics stadium by a rental bike the hotel fortunately was in possession of. To my big disappointment, Usain Bolt had returned to the US in the morning, but the rest of the Jamaican national sprint team was jogging around on the field. It seemed there was going to be some kind of national contest in an hour or so. Probably to test the athletes before the upcoming Olympic Games in London or something like that. Anyways, I decided I didn’t have anything better to do the next couple of hours, so I took a seat on the tribunes. Many people had already arrived, and the speaker announced on the speaker that the Somali-Canadian artist K’naan was going to perform before the competition. According to the speaker, he was on a tour in the Caribbean because of the outbreak of super resistant tuberculosis on Haiti. Have you heard any of his music? It’s a mix of hip hop, rap and reggae in my opinion. As Jamaican as a sprint world record holder, in other words.
When I returned to the hotel room three hours later, I was tired and went to sleep. I didn’t sleep as well as last night, but I slept well enough.
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