[12/20/2015 Sunday]
The first night in our new accommodation was excellent, no jungle noises, there was a mosquito screen for us and the fan was on overnight.
On the way to breakfast we are greeted by Roger, the host. He is actually from London and has been on the island for 16 years. As is typical in Jamaica, we sit at a table with guests who have already arrived. The young couple is from California, but originally from South Korea. In conversation, it turns out that today they are taking a half-day trip with Roger to the YS Falls, the big waterfalls. Spontaneously we join, because I would like to participate also times in a nominal “tourist attraction”.
The Jamaican breakfast is very tasty, aukee with saltfish and bananas, sweet potatoes, plus various hot sauces.
10:45 Roger drives us four in Jamaican driving to the waterfalls, there are only for the front seats seat belts! Besides we exchange ourselves over experienced, Roger means who does not lift in Jamaica dies, one must learn here fast, the car is not switched off also when refueling, it could possibly no longer start. On the road we have to stop several times because goat or cows cross the road, the houses are all very colorful, even the Jamaicans almost all proudly wear their colors, at least one of them (green, yellow, black, red). Conspicuous are the partly very British chic families in suit and dress, partly with best jewelry, hat and pearl necklace on the roadside on the way to church.
12 o’clock our goal is reached, we are driven by bus to the YS Falls and have two hours stay. Since today is Sunday we are lucky, there are hardly any tourists.
The waterfalls consist of five levels and at each one you can go into the water and swim, guides watch over things and take photos and videos if that is desired. Around the waterfall was created a huge park with flowers and trees, you can have a good rest here.
Harry and I visit all the platforms and then go into the fairly fresh water that comes directly from the mountain, the current is sometimes very strong, but it is really spectacular! There are a maximum of 30 tourists and you do not feel like you are in a mass processing, but can enjoy everything in peace. Finally I let myself fall into the water like Tarzan on a liana, which doesn’t look very graceful, but is a lot of fun. After a cafe we drive 13:45 back to the entrance.
Here two German tourists talk to me, the first I ever see in Jamaica: they were with us on the plane and have seen us in the supermarket in Port Antonio, but supposedly also know me from Hamburg, where they also come from – crazy how small the world is!
On the way to the accommodation we stop at the roadside to buy a typical food for the south: Pepperd Shrimps.
The accommodation is reached 6 pm, we let show us how to eat the shrimp and they taste really delicious! I sit down the rest of the evening at my tablet and catch up on the days of the last week in my blog. Tomorrow we have booked together with the nice Californians an exciting boat tour to the Black River.