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Moonlight filters through the forest canopy on an Old Spanish Fort. Guests
sleep peacefully in the restored tower room, or in what must have been
the barracks for the soldiers 400 years ago.
Meanwhile, one of the resident ghosts, a young woman in ancient Spanish
costume, flits from a front room to the courtyard, possibly looking for
the feisty pirate who swash buckles through the fort searching for a fight.
Another mantilla-clad noblewoman looks hopefully out to sea for the returning
lover who has left her here for safekeeping.
Even the duppies (ghosts) are peaceful here.
There is a peninsula that juts out from the north coast of Jamaica, that
is lost in time. About five miles north, the paved road peters out and
you kind of trip over STRAWBERRY FIELDS. This is not a place for spoiled
honeymooners. This is where you bring your bug spray and your hiking boots,
snorkeling equipment and a desire to really know what Jamaica has to offer.
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The Tower Room is everyone's favourite. It has a
thatched roof and mosquito netting.
The toilet is up four steps and has a magnificent view of the rain forest
all around. The shower boasts marginally cool water, but the view of the
stars is breathtaking. It is one of the most romantic spots on earth |
