Yesterday, MY Jane and i went to Devils Bridge, a 10 minute walk over a dirt road from our resort. The story is that slaves who became depressed and despondent would throw themselves off the bridge when they felt they had nothing to live for.
You can see a video I took of the surf breaking by clicking on this link:
We then went to the main beach to cool off. An incoming rainstorm caused us to head for shelter at the beach bar and grill where we had lunch.
Later in the evening, we went to
The Buccaneer Restaurant on site and had a wonderful a la carte dinner.
Life Unfolding 