Jamaica Me Crazy Cape Town

You might make me crazy but Jamaica my day!  I had a hectic day, many many tears as my darling boy was returning to Canada and I was distraught to say the least! So we decided to end our holiday together with a bang and head off to Roodebloem road in Woodstock, you know that shady area where self respecting citizens don't really set foot. I tell 'ya forget about the posh 5star, travel agent recommendations and head to the burb, you can't miss Jamaica me crazy even if you tried! Lovely place just as I imagined it, buzzing with the most interesting people, eating, drinking, laughing, loving, sharing, chatting, twittering people, it could well be an advertisement for wine! I was starving of course, my husband never slow on the uptake immediately asked our delightful neighbours whether they wouldn't share their platter for two with me, which of course wasn't a problem as sharing food is like spreading the love, isn't it? Anyway they passed on the delicious plate of tapas' which wowed my palate. so If you're feeling low, need a lift or want to celebrate a gorgeous evening don't hesitate; head off to Jamaica yo'll not be sorry, I bet you'll be surprised and leave there with a spring in you step, or legless. Afterwards we threaded our way down the street revitalised... and not so sad.