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... as tickets have to be bought in
advance and I stupidly didn’t think to buy for the return trip too! This meant
when I was dropped off on the motorway sliproad that doubles as the bus station
in Chaguanas I discovered there would be nowhere to buy a ticket back – the
onward transportation is therefore not as described in the book either – had to
backtrack to the corner, turn right then left to find a route taxi to St Marys
(4tt$) to connect ...
... the only brand available in the local supermarket is ***** so I’m
sticking to the instant for now.
Too tired to undertake the planned trip so decided to head
to the beach – Maracas Bay is the best one within “easy” striking distance of
POS. It was a pleasant stroll around the market trying to find where the
appropriate maxi taxi there departed from – when I did, I discovered it would
... daily in Woodford Square, which just happened to be one of the parks that we would be walking to today. But that happens later in the adventure and we still had to walk to Victoria Square first.
Our first obstacle was crossing the main thoroughfare of Wrightson Road, where crowds of automobiles were racing on the twin lanes of each side of the divided highway. As I mentioned earlier these cars were driving on the left side of the road and they did ...
... extras left over from first class. We thanked her profusely.
The muffin was not warm, but the crusty sugar glaze made up for that. The scone was piping hot. The butter completely melted when it got within two inches of the scone. They were wonderful; although, I must confess I felt very self conscious being one of two people in coach eating.
We touched down at Port of Spain at about 11:05. We had to go ...
... a legend.
They didnīt mention though his test match record for number of runs. On the walk to the mini bus, in my head I was singing 'I don't like cricket.....I love it!ī. This mini bus was in a fruit market area, it smelt of urine and all sorts of rotten vegetable smells. Homeless people sleeping/lying on the roads and pavements. I find a mini bus and within ninety minutes, am standing on Maracas beach.
It was smaller than I ...