For a list of the many things to do in and Around the Prince Valley Guest House in the Blue Mountains check out this link.
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Monday, May 20, 2013
Friday, May 17, 2013
Prince Valley Guest House Part 6 Last Day
Monday
May 6, 2013
O500
I stayed up and packed last night for our departure, Alisa had already gone to bed, I finished and went out once more in the night to soak in the last bit of night time in the Blue Mountains I could consume, maybe around 3 AM I finally turned in. Night Sounds. Nature Sounds. Sounds of the Mountains. There were lights all over the Mountain it's funny how we went up to come down. When you travel around Jamaica you may be ground level and see mountains or hills off in the distance, you would be amazed that if you take a road that brings you into the Mountains how much life exists within them. After that Refreshing/Replenishing walk yesterday and next resting up while sitting and Reasoning with our neighbor Hazel and being able to talk about things that were on my mind and her's as well from Family and Friends to Our lives, which took us into a conversation you can only have with a Stranger, one you may never see again, but at the moment the bond is that Deep/Superficial kind (Contradiction?. Hell Yes) that allows you to get everything you wanted to say to a person who has walked a diverse life but parallel path. So much in common but actually nothing.
I love the saying that people come into your life for a Season. A Reason. or a Lifetime.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XG4kZjR7z_s
I am meeting so many of these Special People since moving here. People that I am Influencing and those who are Influencing Me. Some that I have never nor will ever meet. Also those who would Love to Affect me to suit thier purposes.
Not sure where Hazel will fall perhaps she was for a Season, which this Vacation was, and now it is over, We may stay in touch via Face book for a while, but it really dosen't matter we had a time, a time when both she and I learned some things, got some things off our chests, because as strangers we have no reason to share nor betray that personal secret that we shared with anyone. Who but us would care. She is a lovely Woman wise beyond her years. I feel Blessed to have met her and in such a magical Place.
Next Jackie, hard working Woman Intelligent. Warm. Talented. Shy. A Nurturer, But Easy Going. Strong. We spent some time talking but I knew her mind was always on the next task, of a place that from her obvious touches she Loves a Work in Progress. Much Respect Jackie
Robert Hard Hard working Man with a Vision and a Dream who has been Blessed with the Intelligence to do what needs to be done to make them both Happen. The type of man that mothers would wish to Grow. Well Respected and known through out the entire mountain.
I wish much Success to All three. I know I will see Robert and Jackie again because I will be returning to Prince Valley.
Packing Done. Breakfast Done. Sitting over Roberts homegrown from his Farm Blue Mountain coffee, for one last time together. Pictures and Hugs and Thank Yous and Promises. One Day.
These are not Stars in the Sky. Homes in the many tiers of the Cake. Blue Mountains.
We head down the Mountain past the Church where the members welcomed us with a good morning, Good Night and an invite to come in to Worship and to a BarBQ. Past the many stops we made so that I could rest while pretending to take pictures. past Robert's cement built by him swimming pool. Past the house of the man in the yellow shirt who waved and greeted us from the other side of the mountain, Past Alisia's creek, she loves water views, of Oceans or the Sea, but she found a little stream and was quite satisfied with that. Past Karen's Bar/Shop, a woman who allowed me into her home to use the Restroom, whose Father later asked "Why you so Fat" but still made us feel welcome in his space. Past the the Coffee Shop and Internet Cafe, past the Restaurant that we never made it too. We were Very Satisfied with every meal that Jackie and Robert cooked. Past Spanish Town, Past New Castle Military Training Camp ,. Past StrawBerry Hill, Red Light, Papine. Gordon Town. Thank You Very much. It was Pure Joy.
Heading out of the Blue Mountains.
May 6, 2013
O500
I stayed up and packed last night for our departure, Alisa had already gone to bed, I finished and went out once more in the night to soak in the last bit of night time in the Blue Mountains I could consume, maybe around 3 AM I finally turned in. Night Sounds. Nature Sounds. Sounds of the Mountains. There were lights all over the Mountain it's funny how we went up to come down. When you travel around Jamaica you may be ground level and see mountains or hills off in the distance, you would be amazed that if you take a road that brings you into the Mountains how much life exists within them. After that Refreshing/Replenishing walk yesterday and next resting up while sitting and Reasoning with our neighbor Hazel and being able to talk about things that were on my mind and her's as well from Family and Friends to Our lives, which took us into a conversation you can only have with a Stranger, one you may never see again, but at the moment the bond is that Deep/Superficial kind (Contradiction?. Hell Yes) that allows you to get everything you wanted to say to a person who has walked a diverse life but parallel path. So much in common but actually nothing.
I love the saying that people come into your life for a Season. A Reason. or a Lifetime.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XG4kZjR7z_s
I am meeting so many of these Special People since moving here. People that I am Influencing and those who are Influencing Me. Some that I have never nor will ever meet. Also those who would Love to Affect me to suit thier purposes.
Not sure where Hazel will fall perhaps she was for a Season, which this Vacation was, and now it is over, We may stay in touch via Face book for a while, but it really dosen't matter we had a time, a time when both she and I learned some things, got some things off our chests, because as strangers we have no reason to share nor betray that personal secret that we shared with anyone. Who but us would care. She is a lovely Woman wise beyond her years. I feel Blessed to have met her and in such a magical Place.
Next Jackie, hard working Woman Intelligent. Warm. Talented. Shy. A Nurturer, But Easy Going. Strong. We spent some time talking but I knew her mind was always on the next task, of a place that from her obvious touches she Loves a Work in Progress. Much Respect Jackie
Robert Hard Hard working Man with a Vision and a Dream who has been Blessed with the Intelligence to do what needs to be done to make them both Happen. The type of man that mothers would wish to Grow. Well Respected and known through out the entire mountain.
I wish much Success to All three. I know I will see Robert and Jackie again because I will be returning to Prince Valley.
Packing Done. Breakfast Done. Sitting over Roberts homegrown from his Farm Blue Mountain coffee, for one last time together. Pictures and Hugs and Thank Yous and Promises. One Day.
These are not Stars in the Sky. Homes in the many tiers of the Cake. Blue Mountains.
Heading out of the Blue Mountains.
Prince Valley Guest House The name should be Prince Valley Home. You feel that you really have come Home.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Prince Valley Guest House Part 5
Sunday
May 5, 2013
Church A Long Walk up the Mountain A Drink at the local Bar.
I'm a little, well a lot intimidated by heights, and from the first time I heard about the Blue Mountains I was fascinated.. But from the day I lay eyes on them from the old Bonnie View hotel in Port Antonio. Majestic. Magnificent. From my spot on Bonnie View Hotel I could see Forever. Mountains seeming to rise heading to Heaven. A Blue Gray Mist coming from the top that could actually have been clouds coming down to kiss the Mountains. Imagine the Blue Mountains are so Mammoth that they cover the land from Kingston all the way to Port Antonio. Sixty miles away.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_Mountains_(Jamaica)
I promised myself that on my 60Th birthday I would climb to the Peak. I never did but I did climb some of the smaller hills of it kicking and crying and sulking all the way. Ending up in a place that took my breath away. This time I realistically made plans to walk to the bottom of the highest peak look up at it and say Hello. Never made it but I did walk some of the hills of it and met some Incredible and Friendly people.
I shocked Alisia today by asking her if she was ready for our walk, we started off and I only got as far as up the steps to the parking area, sat down for a minute and we headed out. A little walk, a little sit down in the shade. Looking up ahead I see People dressed in White, Pinks, the guys in suits and White shirts and ties. CHURCH is starting. We were invited in even being improperly dressed, but we sat for a while and listened to the singing and Sermon. Country Church. Country People = WELCOME. NO JUDGMENT.
May 5, 2013
Church A Long Walk up the Mountain A Drink at the local Bar.
I'm a little, well a lot intimidated by heights, and from the first time I heard about the Blue Mountains I was fascinated.. But from the day I lay eyes on them from the old Bonnie View hotel in Port Antonio. Majestic. Magnificent. From my spot on Bonnie View Hotel I could see Forever. Mountains seeming to rise heading to Heaven. A Blue Gray Mist coming from the top that could actually have been clouds coming down to kiss the Mountains. Imagine the Blue Mountains are so Mammoth that they cover the land from Kingston all the way to Port Antonio. Sixty miles away.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_Mountains_(Jamaica)
I promised myself that on my 60Th birthday I would climb to the Peak. I never did but I did climb some of the smaller hills of it kicking and crying and sulking all the way. Ending up in a place that took my breath away. This time I realistically made plans to walk to the bottom of the highest peak look up at it and say Hello. Never made it but I did walk some of the hills of it and met some Incredible and Friendly people.
I shocked Alisia today by asking her if she was ready for our walk, we started off and I only got as far as up the steps to the parking area, sat down for a minute and we headed out. A little walk, a little sit down in the shade. Looking up ahead I see People dressed in White, Pinks, the guys in suits and White shirts and ties. CHURCH is starting. We were invited in even being improperly dressed, but we sat for a while and listened to the singing and Sermon. Country Church. Country People = WELCOME. NO JUDGMENT.
A Long and winding road, I took my time and enjoyed every minute of it. I love that the 'Sinners' were as kind and sweet as the 'Saints'. An Invite to Church and later the Church BarbQue, A drink at the neighborhood shop, being asked as I walked into the door "Why are you so Fat" Reply "Because I don't Live here. I wish. Hazel had Ice Cream with a fine 9 year old 'Man' and an invite to the cookout too, she also was escorted to the Top of Our Mountain and like us she had a great time. A place for Everyone.
Dinner tonight was Curry Tofu and Steamed Veggies and Rice, Even trying to do right I can only tolerate so much but I think I will pass on Tofu, but the flavor was good, its the texture and the idea of it that I don't like. But this is me doing what I do, wanting things I don't need. A Retreat, A Quiet Place. A Place of Peace. 2 Very Satisfied Customers. Thank You Robert and Jackie. for All you do. See You guys next Year, if not Sooner.
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