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Travel Blogs from Port of Spain
... hope the ones in business stop, not just some likely lad, as seemed to be the case this time – he certainly tried in on in regards of the price, which I agreed before getting in, not knowing the airport was less than 2 miles away. Then he tried to suggest he could meet me in South America as a woman would enjoy her travels much more with a man for company!!
Conviasa came up trumps and got me safely (despite the hideous cheese roll “snack” on the plane) and even ...
... vehicle that had gone over the edge!
Got dropped off at the fisherman’s village to see the catch
being landed – mainly juvie hammerheads so you can see why “bake & shark”
has been made into the local delicacy. Bake is a fried fat laden sort of
savoury holeless doughnut that is split and filled with breaded shark – you
then smother it in salad and sauce.
Then headed to the ...
... stops at our next three ports. But that is tomorrow and now we are here enjoying calypso songs in Woodford Square, Port of Spain. We had reached our outer most distance from the ship on Fredrick’s Street, now we were gradually closing the distance between us and the ship with each step of our journey.
As we exited the park we could now see the large and impressive Grey Friars Church, but our path back to the ship was to the right; away from the ...
The cruise ship was greeted by steel drums and dancers which made a colorful and cheerful arrival. It was hot and humid in Port of Spain with lots of traffic on very narrow roads. We weren't very impressed with the city but of course we took no optional excursions. We walked to see the cathedral….which was locked up tight, ...
... to some reggae music. It's these kind of opportunities where you really get a feel for local life and this was one happy singing big black dude. When back in Port of Spain, I picked up some drinks and headed back for a little Siesta.
In the evening I wanted to sort out a few things on the Internet and while walking to the cafe, guess who I bump into? Yep, Markus. He walks over, grabs my arm and tells me I made him sad. I pushed him off ...