My first memories of Negril came from watching Spring Break footage on MTV when I was growing up. As a teenager I longed to experience the beautiful white sands of Negril. So I was astonished to learn that Negril had other attributes besides beautiful white sand beaches.
I am a chronic sufferer of insomnia and have been for a very long time. It was by accident that I stumbled upon what I call my cure for insomnia.
The cure was unearthed in the most unexpected place. My respite was found in a little hotel on the cliff side of Negril Jamaica called Blue Cave Castle. That’s right! I found the cure in a place that looks like it was the forgotten love child of some hippies from the 60's.
To look at the Castle carved from stone with is turquoise blue trim and its distinctive white
mortar you would not expect to find anything spectacular or enchanting. In fact some would probably consider its appearance to be borderline tacky.
But enchantment is exactly what I found in room number eleven. 50 feet above an old pirate cave I heard the sirens song while the crystal waters of the Caribbean lulled me to sleep. The warm breeze off the sea caressed my face, like the tender kiss of a mother on her baby’s cheek. This tickling of my senses was all that was needed to cure me of my insomnia. The peace that I felt as I listened to the sea roar renewed my spirit. That experience in lack luster room elevan, is the reason why I consider Negril to be my favorite place in Jamaica.
I often return to Negril when I am feeling worn down from the stress and demands of my daily life. When I need a pick me up I return to Lighthouse Road. To Blue Cave Castle. To listen to the waves as they softly lap in the moonlight and whisper my name as I appreciatively fall asleep.