This morning dad decided to go fishing in the middle of nowhere it took us a while to get there. To be honest it did have a nice view although the terrain was basically sharp rocks. It was a good laugh.
By 8:30am he decided to head to a racecourse called Caymanas Park somewhere near Kingston. I’ve been to a few racecourses in England, and this was a completely different experience. They do a few things different here. There is reggae music in between races on full blast. Everyone stands on the seats. Names of horses such “She’s a Maneater”.
