Dunns River Falls

Everyone that goes to Ocho Rios winds up visiting Dunns River falls. It's one of the primary tourist attractions, and is quite fun because you get wet. We climbed up the falls, 600ft total, in the water. Everyone holds hands but if I did this again I think it would be more fun to try it solo style, seperate from the group.

The money I had taken on the excursion floated out of my pocket after thrashing about, for my life really, and a nice couple returned it to the Park Guide, who sneakily peeled a little off for himself (someone else saw this and told us what happended). We ate lunch in the parking lot of this park, and our driver David (cool dude) can be seen eating an ear of corn here.

But overall, I hated the part here you're supposed to stick your head in a depression while the stream shoots full blast onto your head, pure humiliation really, and you have your picture taken. Oh joy! I would have had more fun amputating my big toe. And to think that Susan was dissappointed because I wouln't let that shiekster of a tour guide manhandle my digital camera (which had no strap) in the water. I was so certain that he was going to drop it I got it back, and gave it to Dave's parents, who walked along the wooden bridge that looks over this entire affair. Thanks to my sustained and overly heroic efforts, the camera was indeed saved and lived to take many more pictures.

Holding hands and climbing those rocks- I'm not sure if the hand holding makes it easier or harder. At least it was boy/girl and I didn't have to hold hands with some big hairy ape. The water was a little on the cold side, after all it's been leaking down from the top of the mountain.

There were a large collection of vendor trinklet shops near the entrance, and they participate in semi-aggressive panhandling. It's hard to pass some of the guys up, "...come on man! This is my LIFE here....my LIFE man...just come take a look...please....." And well sure, his stuff looks cool, and if I had a deeper wallet I would just buy it all. But honestly, the simple truth of the matter is that I have no place in my house for most of these things.