This is me the morning after arriving at Lime Tree Farm for the first time, the year is 1993. My geographical knowledge was zero, I booked a flight from Miami to – Montego Bay, wrong end of the island! I hired a small motorcycle in Negril and had an ‘ interesting’ ride to the Blue Mountains. I believe everything happens for a reason, and looking back now with the standard issue rose tinted glasses, I now realise it was the first piece of the gigantic puzzle that has become the Lime Tree Farm experience which has dominated our lives for 26 years. Little by little it is all starting to make sense – to me anyway. PS The ride back to Negril was equally ‘ interesting’.