Part of the reason this blog is called Life in Pleasantville, is that I truly believe "Pleasantville" exists wherever you may roam. That is part of the allure of travel for me. I am always looking for the joy of other people in their Pleasantville. And I always find it. Rose-coloured glasses? Maybe. But I think it's more an awareness that good people exist everywhere. As always, I found them in Jamaica. Warm and welcoming, Jamaicans hold a special place in my heart for always making me feel at …
