Finally, we made it to our destination, the very place where world famous reggae entertainer Bob Marley grew up as a child. The place is surrounded with high walls – a place of shrine. The area is well kept, considering how poor everyone in that community is. This very place reminded me of Graceland in Memphis, Tennessee, the resting place of King of Rock and Roll, Elvis Presley when I visited the place years back. Every year millions of visitors flock the graveyard with the everlasting flame.
After spending few hours there, I continued my journey through different route which took us another 4 hours to get back to Falmouth township. It was very interesting to notice that, the road was a little better and lot more smoother this time. Along the way, we stopped on the side of the roads at various places of interest and bought few artefacts, souvenirs from the locals and even eating some of their local cooked foods. I must admit, I really enjoyed their local flavours which were authentic. As we headed towards the township of Falmouth, it was a sight of relief and most of all it was a safe road trip. However, my thoughts keep reflecting back on what I saw, especially how and the way, the people live in such conditions.