Thursday, April 19th- Headed out for an adventure, ended up in Port Antionio. Stopped along the way chatting and eating, so relaxing and beautiful. Checked into Goblin Hill, (with post photo's later). I remember staying," I can't wait to wake up in the morning:", make my coffee and go sit on the hill overlooking Fisherman's Cove, Alligator Head in my PJ's, so much peace I am feeling at this time. Out and about Boston Bay, late in the afternoon we are deep in the topical trails leading to Moore Town. At this point my phone is only getting calls from Private Caller, I answer no connection, no texts, damn phone! So, I have it with me for pictures. Out of the blue a clear message from my Daughter, "How's it going", I reply with everything wonderful I have been doing, Her reply "Can you call me?"... Oh,no, I get nervous, I know something is wrong. She tells me my niece who is her age 31, fell at a party and the next morning was unresponsive. She is brain dead. She was a organ donor and all organs will able to be used. How life throws us off track. Her boyfriend was charged with manslaugher, she had been off the wrong road for sometime. My family is glad I'm in Jamaica, seems this land of hardship and beauty has again embraced that life is for living to it's fullest and in the right way. Sorry, I missed meeting all of you. Glad I met Brasi, Patty & Andy, GerryG & Tattoo. Great people who get the wonders of Jamaica. Later with a more upbeat trip report. I feel Blessed!
