[Many thanks to Peter Jordens for bringing this item to our attention.] “Lifestyle director Metanoya Z. Webb (Essence) curates the perfect getaway on the island’s treasured but less traveled south coast.” See excerpts below:
I’ve traveled to Jamaica more times than I can count, and each time I go it’s hard to leave. When I do leave, I’m already making plans to return, which I’ve done consistently for the past 20 years. The island has that effect on me. My connection to Jamaica runs deep. It’s where my people are from.
My father was born in Hannah Town, a close-knit community on the west coast in Kingston, Jamaica’s capital city. When he was 8, the family moved southeast to Vineyard Town, where he has fond memories of walking to Gunboat Beach every Sunday with his late father, whom we affectionately called Father, and all seven sons in tow.
Situated on the north coast in Saint Ann, the largest parish on the island, is the small rural settlement of Alexandria. That’s where my mother’s family is from. Boasting impressive ocean views, Alexandria has become a popular site for luxury vacation rentals, but back then it had vast areas of farmland nestled in plush countryside.
My mother’s grandpa Washy farmed the family land there until he was 98. In 2010 I road-tripped around the island with a friend who was penning a Jamaica travel guide. I tagged along for moral support and because he promised to introduce me to a Jamaica I’d never seen—a thriving island with hidden gems tucked away in all 14 parishes. We journeyed beyond the gates and walls of my upscale, all-inclusive resort to uncover a more authentic Jamaican experience—but we bypassed the untapped beauty of the island’s best-kept secret, its less explored south coast, along the way.
Since I always find a reason to return home, this time around I was determined to discover the south coast. Venturing south is not as easy as getting to popular resort towns like Montego Bay, Ocho Rios and Negril, but the picturesque drive from Sangster International or Norman Manley International airports is worth it. You’ll spot almond trees towering over their neighbors in the bush, herds of goats claiming their space on the road, and idyllic beaches and fishing villages. And when you finally arrive, red-skinned, red-haired, blue-eyed natives, said to be the descendants of Scottish sailors who were shipwrecked here in the nineteenth century, greet you with a smile. [. . .]
For full article and photos, see https://www.essence.com/lifestyle/jamaica-getaway