Holiday Inn Exp Stes Trincity Port of Spain

I decided to take advantage of my paid vacation and spend two weeks in Trinidad and Tobago. My good friend Kevin Fortune, who I met in college, is from Trinidad and was a phenomenal tour guide. I stayed away from computers, cell phones and any reading materials related to the economy and/or the environment.

... were incredibly nimble and hand like, and they stretched way down into the growing egg chamber in the sand to pat down the walls and collect little scoops of sand, which were then flung over her shoulder into the air. The rear flippers always made me laugh and were in great contrast to her robust front flippers. I don't remember if we placed tags on this girl or what her measurements were. But I remember that the tourist groups were blessedly occupied with another turtle nearby ...

... and our guide were fading into the distance.

I looked for dolphins, sure that I was bursting along at speeds great enough to entice them into my bow line. I looked for sharks. I looked for whales. And, of course, I looked for turtles. All the while totally oblivious that the pack behind us was dropping further and further back. Finally, Ronald and I were cruising along behind the sweet and wild island, a dense cluster of tropical trees standing firmly ...

... near the Rustic Shack, he came directly to me. I don't know why. In almost a whisper, followed by a scent of liquor, he said, "I'm interested in viewing the turtles." I wondered, is this what a poacher looks like? We were supposed to have left an hour ago; did he think no one would be here? I pointed him toward two staff members standing nearby, they had a brief conversation, and then the man departed. I went to Francis, Suzan's brother who has been a Nature Seeker patroller ...

... out onto the Salybia River. We put in at a small bay that butted up against a beach, and we headed up-river. Our nature experience got off to a fantastic start as we passed by a group of men who were standing waist-deep in the river hanging onto white foam coolers. They ignored the rest of my group, fixated on me, and started to yell things that I was glad I couldn't understand and wave me over to indulge on the local liquor. They appeared to be ...

... contente de ne pas avoir ete dans la parade. Maintenant je comprend pourquoi ils se saoule pendant le Carnaval, moi aussi j'aurais besoin de prendre un coup pour me promener en bikini en pleine rue pendant 2 jours de temps. Sinon, la semaine derniere j'ai eu ma voiture je peux donc maintenant me promener plus librement. Ca prend un peu plus de concentration car ici le volant est a ...

... the winner was Machel Montano, with the song "Jumbie." And the next day we saw him perform live because we somehow scored VIP passes to this posh niteclub called Zen. Priceless. After the main Mas there were of course more trucks blasting soca, dancing, and craziness than one can ...

... chance. So now I'm sitting on my back deck enjoying the warm sunshine as I'm looking out at the water. This is the life! Now I'm looking again for some longer term accommodations. I was shown two places in Westmoorings. Both were studio apartments. I can't believe how small they were - and expensive! I want to stay where I am!!!

... dancer I've ever met. Congratulations, Pansyckas! Richema a.k.a. "*****y Badger" a.k.a. "Dead Rat" was an Indian-Trinidadian co-worker. Her never-ending sneer suggested she lived in sulfur-stenched mud up to her neck. Her most infamous feat came when she practically threw a jug at me when I was bartending and said, "Fill this up!" with a particular dead rat sneer of hers which I shall remember as a classic. I said, "Please?" She snorted feelinglessly, "Please ...

... 850 actually; 40% of my salary) for THAT?" when she was dropping me home. She said this because the house I stay in is about a bazillion years old. The house, itself, looks like a witch. It had one day been painted white - probably by one of the apostles - but the dark wood beneath creeps through in plentiful cracks. The corners of the roof are pointed, cony witch caps. Two witches' veils conceal the front entrance, and the veranda would be perfect for a broom landing ...