The Time Travel Passenger in Port Antonio

Yesterday's reminder of the sun took me back to Port Antonio. One day there, less than a year ago, I went for a walk with a friend and we pumped into a very stylish gentleman sporting a fedora and orange shirt. My friend knew him, greeted him and paid respect. She then introduced me to Mr Minott. I had no idea who he was. He told me he was in a mento band. I had never heard of that kind of music before. We chatted for a while. He was super nice and cool with charisma larger than the island.