Jamaica is where they make SURE to search you, because too many people run off the ship to explicitly get weed. They prolly did you a favour too, if you copped from some unscrupulous hustler out on the beach or around the tourist areas. Jamaican street weed, pound for pound is some of the WORST STEPPED ON shyt you'd find because they target tourists with their weakest shyt to make a quick buck and bounce, which is very unfortunate.
And it's a good thing the Jamaican security found it on you and not the bullshyt Carnival Indian security who'd want to 'suggest' that the ship either kick you off or quarantine you in your room for the remainder of the journey like I seen them do alot of black folk.
Hating ass, swagless Sanjeet in power is a thing of torment.
Also, Jamaica is one of the spots Carnival expliciltly warns passengers to not go out and buy weed if they're prone to such, because back in the mid 2000's there were a few spates of people getting 'taken to the hills' and robbed, searching for that 'Bobbo Hill Strain" they saw in that Jimmy Cliff/Robin Williams movie.
Met up with these 3 amigo cacs who were going to go live the dream and smuggle back a few ounces in these insulated water bottles after me and another girl who was from Trinidad begged them not to go looking for the hookup.
You know someone missing, when the cruise ship starts calling your family over the intercom that runs through the entire ship so they can form a contingency plan.
Their wives were so fukking stressed out, Met them fools like 2 days later at a next port, sunburnt and henpecked, they got scolded so bad.
We still talk about that to this day and that was before the pandemic. I’m ready to cruise again for real now.
