Reggae Falls

My home Jamaica. I would never put my country in any other category than the most exotic and beautiful island in the world . Don’t take my word for it? How about researching it for yourself . Trip advisers across the waters name our land of  wood and water the idyllic spot to visit in this year 2016 .

Despite our countless encounters of dulls minds trying to tarnish our good name in war and overwhelming  negligence , lacking reasoning and the ability to really sit down and think about the actions that we have brought upon ourselves.

Tourist still fought all of it , found peace and seek more than what meets the eyes every day . I took a trip a couple days ago ,exploring the natural beauty that gives fluorescence to the island. I wanted to feel the cool water on my skin and forbid the harsh heat as the last of summer plagued on the land , headed into fall  where everyone was trying to get settled in for the dawn of school.

The hilly ride to the valleys of St. Thomas caught me by surprise because this wasn’t a place I normally visit . When I was younger my friends use to tell the tale of people doing witchcraft , in our term “obeah” . Those tall tales made us kids didn’t once thought of going to that place especially stories about some kind of monkey waiting on the top of the hill camouflage in the trees targeting his preys. People believed if you have an eye for that parish , it  might be possible you going to visit the witch doctor (obeah man/woman) for a remedy to seduce your significant other or to whom you have interest in , to instantly fall inlove with you for the rest of your  life , without having an input on the matter . We call the remedy ( tie mi).

That immediately changed when I was captivated by the breathtaking views of the hills and how green and luscious the trees and grass looked . It was like I was finally back in my own part of the island where nothing else seem to be a bother except nature and I. You can just sit under a tree the entire day with a nice picnic with anything you need for your comfort and be reconciled from the rat race.

The journey to the falls wasn’t that bad , although I would recommend everyone to wear beach shoes because the stones weren’t friendly to the feet. My foot was killing me by the time I got there.  It was all worth it when I saw the powerful water slamming down on the rocks about 30 feet above us and it sprayed its cool water on our faces, the heat felt like a distant memory. I was happy! In a dramatic fulfilling way I just fell back in the water drenched my clothes and looked up to the clear blue sky and smiled .