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My first trip to Negril




For years I wanted to visit Negril. I'm a lover of nature and I especially enjoy discovering new sites in my country and learning about the history of my beautiful island. I boarded the Knutsford Express from New Kingston. My journey took me across the North Coast High Way for the very first time. My first stop was in Ocho Rios as the bus stopped to unload and load passengers. Firstly, I must point out that the comfort on the Knutsford Express is simply amazing. My next stop was in the beautiful parish of Trelawny and although it was a short stop I did get to take in some of the spectacular views. The next stop was that of Montego Bay before it was finally time to head on to my final destination in Negril.  The view along the way reminded me of just how naturally beautiful Jamaica is. The calmness of the sea and the lush vegetation brings a peace that can't be found in anything else, I simply rested my head and got lost in the beauty that is Jamaica.


I would be staying at Doc's Place which though small was very inviting, quiet and beautiful. The staff was very friendly and respectful to put it simply I felt at home. The water surrounding the property was clean and very alluring. I couldn't wait to take a dip and that's exactly what I did. I thought the days were spectacular but when that sun set the stillness of the sea brought me an even greater peace. Staying at Doc's Place is not only affordable but you are in  very close proximity to the town so you don't have to feel too secluded. I would encourage each and everyone even if you are just a dry land tourist like myself to visit Negril.





















Images were taken at Doc's Place Negril

On a closing note however I must point out how the prices at Burger King in Negril differ drastically from those in the corporate area that really turned my head.


Eating at Burger King, Negril











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