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Travel Blogs from Port of Spain
... for us in a private party room at the back which was overly air conditioned, but at least one could conduct a conversation. The food was good, standard pub-type fare, and plentyous. James and Lindrena tucked into hamburgers the size of dinner plates.
So, back to the Holiday Inn, where we would rouse ourselves at 4:30am to catch the first shuttle to the airport, and a WestJet flight departing at 7:00am for our return to the snow. Yuck, on both accounts.
... roost and when they settled in the trees the trees looked like they were decorated for Christmas. They arrived in waves over a twenty minute period as dusk was falling and the sight was quite spectacular.
Our captain had kindly delayed departure of the ship to allow us to witness this phenomena. The Scarlet Ibis are unique to this island and it is a memory we will carry with us ...
... Vegas style hearses and roaring flames!
Walked back along the road to try and find a good local roti
– met a friendly older lady and talked for about 1km until the roti shop where
I had a quick but very uninspiring roti breakfast.
As temple visit short went to see another – Hanuman Murti
with a massive statue of the monkey god – certainly makes a statement!
St Mary’s has a shop that sells bus tickets plus used ...
... to be willing to stop for pedestrians. Standing there on the edge of this racetrack like highway, thoughts of staying in the terminal were starting to pass thru our minds when a slight opening occurred in the traffic. A local resident that was also crossing the street made a mad dash across the street racing for the safety of the sidewalk on the far side of the road. Luckily we were able to keep up with his mad dash and we were soon safely standing on the far ...
... 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 ...