Written By: Rosabeils Fabio
The crashing waves of the Seven Mile-long beach, soothing to the ear. The sounds of reggae playing in the distance. The crackling sounds of the pimento wood as the fire turns into bright embers, lighting up the night. The resistant, yet soothing embrace of the mineral-rich waters at Mayfield falls. The unwavering love from the people of Negril. The gritty texture of the limestone scrub, gently removed the skin’s impurities to replace it with glistening supple skin. I can still taste the hints of coconut from the rice and peas. Oh, and let us not forget to mention the crunchy texture of festivals that were fried to perfection.
The P+V experience in Negril served as a reminder of what life’s true pleasures consist of; joy, peace, and love. Sounds so cliché or like a typical picture frame you can find at a department store in the home section. You know which ones I’m talking about. In all seriousness, embodying these feelings is what Negril offered and it asked for nothing in return.
That’s love, One Love! <3
