i didn't know our destination until the security guard at jfk ruined it. "where are you going?" he asked, as we were looking for the right entry into delta's awful terminal. "trinidad? you going to trinidad?" and mike had to admit that that was where we were headed.
i fell asleep on the plane before it ever took off, and when i woke up, we were there. it seemed like the greenest country ever...
we drove through the green until we got to the water, and that was just stupid...
we had the beaches almost entirely to ourselves a lot of the time, but sometimes we found religious people praying...
and other times, dogs tried to befriend us...
dogs are dumb.
the water was a little choppy at the beaches, so the locals preferred the rivers running through the green...but even those were pretty lonely most of the time...
driving around the northern coastline, we found some more stupid things...
and posed tourist-style in front of them to prove we were really there...
but in the end, we couldn't ignore the cities, so we stopped to admire some bananas in the local markets...
and found something called bodi for sale on the streets...
mike will give you the real foody details on his own blog, so visit his for more...
trinidad is a nice place.
you should probably go.
