The hotel were good at finding accommodation and reduced their rates to allow people to stay. We found ourselves in the water park of the resort most mornings discussing the latest theories of the terrorist act, the possibilities of getting home. A few of us arranged a trip to Ocho Rios in order to see the Dunns River Falls only to find them shut ( I managed a few days later to do it on my own and had a wonderful time wearing pink suckered shoes to climb up the slippery falls and wallow in the cool mountain water), and end up at a steamy restaurant on the outskirts of town. I went into Mo Bay (Montego Bay for the uninitiated) and drank and ate at its many bars and restaurants. By the end of that week I had a number of lifelong friends; we’d shared a siege mentality and a period we would never see again.
I joined the committee for organising this meeting three years later in Barbados, and we then moved on to the Bahamas and then the Cayman Islands. We have since been at Trinidad and Back to the hotel in Mo bay.
Some of the Caribbean GIS crew
I looked forward very much to the Cayman Islands conference. I didn’t meet up often with most of the delegates. This year there was a larger than usual contingent from BVI where I was based for two years. And I had not been to Cayman Islands before.
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