High up a mountaintop of ancient uplifted coral, unaccompanied by bodyguards, escalades or a single Marley (unlike “reincarnated” snoop), I found a happy place– surrounded by thousands of little ladies. I squeezed the buds to savour the moment and smells of mangos and papayas, limes and skunks.
Note audio recorder in hand. My wanders are different now. I still wonder. Snapped with a single-use disposable camera
Jamaican bush tiger Jason assembles a massive fire on the rocky coastline and then takes his time to tidy up, then light it as the sun sets on Little Bay, Jamaica at Little Bay Villas.