Hyatt Regency Trinidad 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. <br><br> <br>

... 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 ...

... was getting weird.<br><br>The rescue effort began all over again with trying to load everyone back into their seats, and with me smugly thinking to myself "what is wrong with these people?" This time, though, Richard determined that since he was a strong kayaker, he should get into the double with Lee and have Peter take his single. The team joined together, got Lee into her seat, and then loaded Richard into the rear. But what was this? As Richard took his seat ...

... ing *****." And then they fell back inside the Honda and went away into the jungle.<br><br>Last night, again while chillin' at the Rustic Shack around 1:00 a.m., yet another Honda rolled into the parking lot, but this one parked at a distance and sat running with its headlights on for several minutes. Finally, a lone male slowly exited the vehicle (I felt myself lurching into cop-mode again, my instincts again flaring up). Although there were at least ten of us ...

Well, it has been a crazy adventure, so far. Departing Ottawa at the end of July, and having the chance to visit family on my way back to Dallas (via Toronto) was another pleasure. Reconnecting with Mom &amp; Dad especially, including a quick day trip to Niagara Falls was all good fun. It was a nice trip back to Dallas before Steve and I hopped a plane to California. We started with a fantastic day trip to Catalina Island. Hard to believe that we never got there before. We stayed ...

... with everyone else, regardless of age or size or race. Thousands, literally thousands of people participating in this joyous, hyper, friendly event for miles through downtown Port of Spain was just wonderful, and I feel blessed to be a part of it. The Trinis know how to throw a celebration, let me tell you!! The mas band us "whities" ^^; were a part of was the Mount Hope Connection whose theme this year was "A sailor is ah sailor is ah sailor," and as we ...

... of Joel's friends/family, checking out the nitelife, and of course going to the beach! The beach was absolutely amazing and I nearly had a heart attack on the drive up there because we drove up and down this big moutain so we could see the landscape really well. It was absolutely gorgeous.

... to a quiet cruise back up the island chain to Antigua. Currently living the hotel at the marina as we could not stand for another night on the boat. its just damp every where. and it is great to have AC, clean sheets, and no movement. Off on a tour of the island tomorrow for a couple of days before we set off again.

... and shaking. Meanwhile, the game went on. Brian Lara, the squat-stanced best batsman for the West Indies, batted for 52 runs in front of his Trinidadian homeland. The game went on, in all, for eight hours. And this was only one day of five for the test match! Seven and a half of those hours, the sun reached Trinidad hot enough to melt a potato. India would win the match after three more days. Could you imagine the poor local who sat through all forty hours - all ...

... got my veins pumping rum." "There's blood in your alcohol system," joked Dexter. After two more days of about thirty rum and sodas, Dexter left us to return to the States and study. I crashed at his parents' house a few more days, and I got invited down the islands once more. We went to a bigger hill-hidden bay with lots of boats, called Scotland Bay. I entered the dark green water to explore. Some coral bits dotted the bay's floor near where the boat anchored. In fifteen feet of ...