Leading up to Jamaica, I was obviously looking forward to my sister’s wedding and getting to see family and friends, but I knew that at the end of the trip that me and Ryan would be going off on our own little adventure to a place that’s very special to me: Goblin Hill. I spent so many summers here as a kid, running around the grounds, trying not to get eaten by peacocks, and exploring the surrounding areas. I knew that I had to show Ryan around and why it meant so much to me (and, selfishly, I wanted to experience this slice of paradise as an adult)!
When we drove up, I was so happy to feel that sensation of familiarity and comfort you get when you’re returning somewhere special after a long absence. It really did seem as though nothing had changed and it was so fun to show Ryan my old stomping grounds!
This is just a little intro, but there’ll be more on Goblin Hill tomorrow!