



Herein is a picture of the infamous outdoor toilet in the jungle of Negril (see, I bet you didn't believe me).
The third picture is the banana orchard bathroom spot I referred to in the Jamaica post, and last, but not least, is a view from my room in the two-room hut (made from driftwood and Coca-Cola signs) that I shared with the couple in the first picture.
It is a million-dollar view for $0. A nice place on the cliff, overlooking the ocean, fresh fruit for the picking just outside their door, gorgeous weather ,and a view to die for out their window.
This was truly a family that had virtually nothing to their names but in actuality had everything.
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