The mere mention of Jamaica is enough to elicit myriad expectations, from the food (jerk everything), the music (reggae of course), the colour scheme (red, gold and green of the Rastafarian flag). With all this in the forefront of my mind on my first trip to the island, my arrival at the Iberostar Grand Hotel Rose Hall could not have come as more of a surprise! Cue the towering ceilings, majestic roman pillars and swathes of cascading drapes. If it wasn’t for the cool crisp champagne that was swiftly brought to me and thankfully eased me out of my stupor, I may still be standing there gormlessly.