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square, where palm trees rustle in the wind
accompanied by the sound of maracas, and
past the courthouse. We walk through the
gates to the duty-free port, where a massive
cruise ship looms above old Falmouth, its
cabin lights twinkling like Christmas ornaments against the darkening sky. Soon Sterling and I are lined up to board a pseudo
pirate ship, next to a cruising couple from
the Canadian prairies.
Pirate ships and Falmouth? Historically
it's a stretch. No doubt the firebrand preacher
William Knibb would have scoffed at such
frivolity. But why not wrap up my trip into
Falmouth and Trelawny's fascinating past
with a little lighthearted fun?
After all, Sterling seems excited, as we're
led by a young woman with the lithe physique of a sprinter, dressed absurdly in
pirate garb.
"I hope you like to dance mon," Sterling
says, already swinging his hips.
*Editor's note: at press time, Braco Estate was
no longer open to visitors.
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