Today is a rainy, soggy, cloudy, sweat pant wearing kind of day. So I’m taking today to look back on our sun-filled, sea-breeze, sand in your bathing suit, margarita filled honeymoon to Jamaica.
We went sailing. To a private beach. With a waterfall. Enough said.
Ok, that’s actually not enough said because I have to take a moment to gush over this adventure. I LOVE sailing, I think it epitomizes that idea of being carefree. So I was in love with this little trip the moment we set sail. We sailed our way through the Caribbean and wound up at a small little private beach (owned by the estate of Ian Fleming; that’s the James Bond author, people.) And this little beach was also home to its own waterfall… and security team… so our visit was quick, but it was GORGEOUS.
We also took a bike ride down Blue Mountain. The home of Blue Mountain coffee. Let me just say, blue mountain coffee ON blue mountain, is by far the best coffee I’ve ever had. Our bike ride was slightly interrupted by some rainfall but it ended just in time for us to take in the waterfall that was our final destination. Are you seeing a theme here? We love waterfalls. Through much hesitation and with a lot of goosebumps, I swam in my second Jamaican waterfall…after all, it’s not everyday you get to jump into a waterfall.
There are some pictures of me actually in the water but I pretty much just look like I’m freezing, not so cute. Also, we were basically the only people on our little bike tour to get into the water, which meant there were about 20 people just watching the two of us splash around, slightly awkward.
I held a parrot. But more importantly, I swam with a dolphin! This is something I have wanted to do for so long, and have come this close to doing before. You see, about 10 years ago my family went on a cruise with a pit stop in Jamaica, we went on our way to Dolphin Cove pumped up for our time to swim with the dolphins, only to get there and find out we were actually only watching other people swim with the dolphins. Really, this shouldn’t even be an option. I was pretty crushed. So when Clint and I decided on Jamaica for our honeymoon we knew that swimming with the dolphins was a must. Our dolphins name was Richie, he was a ten-year old cuban who spoke spanish and liked cigars. He was soft, slippery and sweet as can be. And they don’t allow cameras in the dolphin area so you’ll just have to take my word on all of that.
Now, let’s take a moment to appreciate the art that is towel animals.
Our resort was amazing. It was gorgeous and well kept and everyone was so kind. From days spent sipping drinks and dominating at some beach volleyball to dancing the night away to reggae music, we love Jamaican people. They are so enthusiastic and full of life. And when Bolt won the 100 meter gold medal, the place basically went ballistic. People were running around screaming, Jamaican flags were waving like crazy and the cheers were loud. We loved where we stayed and we fell in love with the Jamaican people… even if Clint pretty much can’t understand a word they say, it’s fun to watch him try.
This was actually on the plane on the way back home. It’s probably right around the middle of my biggest freak out moment while flying. And thankfully, and my most favorite part of my honeymoon, I had my husband there :] I got to have so many great experiences in such a great place with my absolutely great husband. I’m so thankful for him, a man who, while I’m in serious terrified flyer mode, shows me pictures on my phone that can only make me smile. He’s patient with me through my biggest fear and made our trip that much more enjoyable for me.
Where do you all want to travel to?