Our honeymoon was in Grenada, St. George. After being in Punta Cana, Dominican Republic for one full week. A change of scenery was what we needed and of course, a chance to finally be alone. Grenada was much different than the Dominican. It wasn't as poor of a country as the Dominican, everyone spoke English, and the food wasn't the same. Not saying it wasn't tasty, but I ate extremely well in Punta Cana!!
Before arriving to Grenada, we had ran into a minor problem. Gerald and I got to the airport, only to find out that the attendant couldn't locate our ticket. When they finally figured out the dilemma, we were told our flight time was moved up to three hours earlier and that there weren't anymore flights flying to Grenada that day. I couldn't believe what I was hearing!! Our honeymoon was only going to be four days long, and we did not want to leave on the third day and get to Grenada in the middle of it. I requested to speak to the manager instantly. I was trying to hold back my tears, while thinking of a way to blow up the airport. I even remember sending a text to three of my friends telling them, I was going to blow the airport up lol. I was also pondering in my head, how I was not notified that our flight had got changed? I am an extremely organized person. I keep flights in a specific folder in my email. If I would have been notified, it would have been in that folder. After crying to the manager, she had another attendant help us. Thirty minutes later, this attendant finds the EXACT SAME FLIGHT, with the EXACT SAME TIME WE WERE PREVIOUSLY ON!!!!!!!! And she had the nerve to be like, "oh I checked a different system, and this flight came up." I looked at this lady, and wanted to tell her how dumb she sounded, because I had that same flight number and time in my hand, in my phone. I was so relieved that everything was fixed, that I just kept my mouth shut. Gerald and I got our flight tickets, and walked off. As I walked off all I could do was thank God, for working it all out. Oh yea, and of course for saving the people from being blown up....lol..I KID..I KID
Grenada had an underwater garden, that is known as "The Top 25 Wonders of The World"
My Husband & I snorkeling (Dangggg that husband word sure sounds good, uh? YES, I know!
One of the reasons I really wanted to go to Grenada is to see the Water Falls. I am in love with water falls. We went and seen the Seven Sisters Falls. To get to the falls, we had to go on a thirty minute hike in the rain forest.
We decided to be daring and jump off one of the falls into the water
When it was my turn to go, I all of a sudden got scared. Why? I have no clue! I have been telling everybody how I always wanted to jump into a water fall. Well anyway..to have a safe jump, you have to climb down the rocks to a flat rock. That way you can jump out so you wont hit the rocks below. Right when I was about to plug my nose to jump, I felt myself slipping off the rocks. I wasn't exactly ready to jump yet either, but I had to go with it. If I would have tried to save myself, I would have not been able to jump out far enough, and would have hit the rocks below. Yes I know, YIKES! Thank God, I made it! When I finally got to the bottom, my dumb self tries to swim through the current, instead of around it. Boy was that extremely hard and a site to see. Did I mention I am not the best swimmer? Well ya, I am not. I end up making it back up to the top. Only for Gerald to look at my hand weird. He then ask me, "where did your band go?" Oh My Gosh, my top wedding band was gone! It must have came off with the current. I asked a local to help me find it by diving into the bottom to find. Whewwww, thank God he found it! Gerald was calling it a lost too. I couldn't believe him. He first was laughing at how I was swimming, and then he said my ring was gone..lol..MEN. But yes, my waterfall failure.
