I quite agree with Nita, Brad, Slotl and, particularly, THulewx.
Jamaica is the only country in which I have ever felt uneasy and fearful for my family. We watched are fellow "unknowing" passengers
slip and slide up the natural, above ground sewer system that is known as the Dunn's River Falls. Cops and militia everywhere with automatic weapons and, interestingly enough, an American handgun called the C.O.D. (Cops Off Duty) that carries four 410 shotgun shells in it. Incredibly deadly!
The hawkers at the top of the falls were constantly trying to put delicate souvenirs into the hands of my 9 year old son and once they heard us utter his name they all chimed in attempting to cajole him into taking one of these worthless, overpriced trinkets.
On the way back to the ship, I made the "mistake" of taking a picture, from across the street mind you, of a huge Aunt Jemima-type lady with a long beautiful flowered dress and a huge stack of fruit on her head (ala Carmen Miranda). She ran across the street and preceeded to chastise my wife and I for having taken her picture without her permission. Of course, for the usual $5 she would be willing to forget the infraction!
We made our escape into a jewelry store where we looked at zillions of what I thought were probably stolen or counterfeited Rolex watches.
I don't think I've ever felt so good about boarding a cruise ship after a day in port, but the SEAWARD was a sight for sore eyes after that experience. Not wishing to spoil anyone's cruise to this beautiful country I must say that this is only ONE cruiser's experience.
My son,(now 23) to this day, brings up that time "when we were in Jamaica and everybody KNEW his name"....
...Little did he know how very uneasy and concerned his Father was at the time.