I just recently stayed at Whitfield Hall and can report that it is indeed a wonderful spot in the Blue Mountains. One of my favorite things to do during my short stay was to sit with a book in front of the fireplace at night. My second favorite was to drink a cup of coffee (Blue Mountain coffee, of course) outside looking up at enormous eucalyptus trees that must have been 4 stories high. I also enjoyed more strenuous hiking in the mountains. The mountains can't really be described in words. Not even pictures. I read on one website that they're the tallest mountains east of the Mississippi; I believe it. Magnificent, glorious, the words sound trite.
I stayed in a room with bunkbeds. The room was simple and spartan. They provided sheets but I had to bring my own towel. But then, it was the cheapest hotel room I've had in a long, long time. Next time I go I'll stay in their new room, which looks more like a B&B room. (I admit, I'm a wimp and like my little comforts.) The owners were re-doing the room while I was actually THERE, fresh paint, pictures, the works, and what they were doing looked adorable. More my speed. A regular bed and cute things. Towels & soap included. (Which is helpful since I don't normally carry my own towel.)
While I was there, there was a small group of Jamaicans who came up to hike to the Peak. This was one of the main differences I found -- there were Jamaicans actually staying in a Jamaican hotel. Sometimes on the north coast beaches, I began to wonder why I'd traveled to Jamaica if I was mostly going to see fellow Americans as well as Europeans. At Whitfield Hall and in the Mountains, I actually felt like I was in a foreign country. Which is one of the reasons why I travel -- to see something new and meet people who aren't like myself.
Of course, there was a fellow American tourist while I stayed at Whitfield. She was very nice, and we had an interesting chat. This was another thing that struck me as different: it's conducive to conversation. No telephone, no electricity, no email. There are cell phones that the staff has, in case of emergency, but otherwise -- completely detached from office, advertising, loud noises. Peaceful. That's the word. Peaceful and relaxing and very beautiful. I was sorry to say good-bye to my little spartan room and come back down the mountains.
I will undoubtably go back to Jamaica, and back up the mountains. I bought some Blue Mountain coffee there. Delish. Next time I'm in Jamaica, I'll go back to the mountains and also try another spot on the water, like Port Antonio or Treasure Beach.
