Jamaica, in four perfect days

That sliver of land I’ve just spotted is in fact Cuba. Cabo Cruz on its southwestern tip, as the flight map confirms. With only 200-odd kms to go, we’ve begun our initial descent, and my choice of window seat has already paid off. Jamaica’s majestic Blue Mountains make up a third of the country’s landform and practically dominate the country’s eastern half. So far only the summits have been visible – some over 7000-ft high – but as we drop below the clouds, Kingston’s sprawl reveals itself. On what is undoubtedly a spectacular approach, we fly over its bustling harbor, then the airport itself, making a generous loop further east before eventually touching down at Norman Manley International.

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