Saturday, January 10, 2009

Fri. Dec 26th, Port-of-Spain, Trinidad


Also called T&T. (Trinidad and Tobago).

We dock next to an 1800-passenger ship, the Sea Princess. Rain showers. After a stroll to the terminal building, I run back to get the rain gear. The port is very industrial with many containers stacked up high. We walk into town, most shops are closed. The harbor area shows off with modern 26-story high rises but once deeper into the city it has more of a third world feel. Homeless people, mostly Jamaican looking. Vendors selling cheap products. Surprisingly many Chinese restaurants. Parts of town look quite run down. Bianca keeps finding coins on the street – money not much worth anymore. We venture into some side street.

Cars drive on the ‘wrong side’ of the road here.

After a quick lunch back at the ship we go with Jenny’s parents on a taxi tour. The driver is knowledgeable, takes us to the seven remaining original villas, the carnival area, the museum (a futuristic, curved structure still under construction), the prison, the botanical garden where we stop for a stroll and to an outlook – to be greeted there by a funny guitar player.

There was a coup in 1990.

Li buys cocoa beans back at the ships terminal. David (Jenny’s dad) buys a steel drum for $600 – he is the latest back on the ship today.

Back on the ship we thought of cleaning the found coins with lemon juice but the front desk has a better idea: our room service cleans them for us with chemicals.

After leaving Port-of-Spain, our course takes us close to Venezuela. There are many ship wrecks near the harbor and further out we see many ships (oil and grain) anchored. The sunset is beautiful, so many islands nearby. Later that night our course takes us by a brightly lid offshore drilling site.

Talked with senior cruiser about security issues surrounding big ships: he saw that the Sea Princess that docked next to us had its ultrasonic weapon out. He talked about divers in Dubai, 50 yard security zones, watch guards and security boats.

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