Port of Spain

Back to my real job there.

The orphanage was called St Augustine's, and that's also the name of the place where it was, St Augustine, a town just outside the capital city, Port of Spain.

I didn't have any particular job description, just to be with the children and tell stories, sing songs and play games.

Oh, and we also went camping in the jungle once.

We recognize those people who, when trafficked onto boats by their children who did not recognize them, When trafficked across the Atlantic and the Indian, when trafficked across the land masses of the globe, when trafficked into what is now called Latin America, Central America, Caribbean America, North America, when trafficked into those spaces and scattered across those spaces, found ways to take the ways of knowing they brought in their minds and in their souls with them to create new Mbangis, new convenings, new formations, new places where everyone had a role to play.

We recognize those ancestors who, having created rites of passage so that younger people could be initiated into understanding their role in society, recreated those rites of passage in strange places like Haiti, strange places like Puerto Spain, Trinidad, Puerto Prince, Haiti, strange places like Pernambuco and Bahia in Brazil, strange places like the Great Dismal Swamp of North Carolina, Virginia, strange places like Stono in South Carolina or Pointe Coupe in New Orleans.

recognize those ancestors who in those spaces, whether it be the Bermuda of Louisiana or the Akan of the Western Coast or the Igbo down there in the Sea Islands, or even in places like Maryland and New York and Philadelphia and Baltimore, that various and sundry group from the Wolof and the Akan to the Yorubas and the Igbo and everyone else, all the groups who have no name, who came into those spaces and said, now we must form a new governance formation.

And we pour and think to them, we imagine them Figuring out ways to be politically active to protect themselves as best they could, we recognize in this moment.

Been occupied any number of times since the original Arawak Indians...

You'd love Port of Spain.

That's the capital city.

A dozen nationalities live there.

And well, I defy all that and went to England.

I, my parents, my mother was not very happy and a lot of the relatives were not happy, but I was determined to get my freedom, as you say, you know, so While I was in business school in Port Spain, I went to the Ministry of Health and applied for nursing school in England.

And I went for my application, went for my interview, passed my interview, got everything done.

I did not tell my mother about it because I knew she wouldn't agree.

Right.

And then he had to move to Port of Spain.

So, it happened that the same house is the same house he rented with a associate degree.

So, it was...

Brother Ross got a pickup on your chat about dance hall music yesterday since we're talking about music to open the show.

All the time I spent pre-Hawaii, Trinidad and Tobago surfing, everything fresh out of Jamaica would go straight to New York, London, and Port of Spain.

Bravini Man, Super Cat, Buju, Shaba.

There's a time period where that's all that was bumping.

End of chapter 1 Chapter 2 Bound for Trinidad The phantom quickly got under way, making for the island of Trinidad, and early next morning, as we turned up on deck, we were greeted by the peaks and undulations of the principal island.

But as we are bound for the harbor and town of Port of Spain, we must pass through one or other of the four or five channels made by small islands lying between Trinidad and the mainland of Venezuela.

making every excuse for my deficiency in accurate geological information it appears to me that the position of the islands would suggest to the most unobservant the idea that at some antediluvian or more remote period these colossal pyramids had formed part of the great continent of south america and that to satisfy one of nature's capricious whims they had been disconnected and arranged in their present picturesque situation be that as it may as the little phantom steamed gaily through one of the small openings between the islands the most unenthusiastic could not fail to be moved to admiration at the magnificent sight presented by the tremendous precipices rising to a thousand feet almost perpendicularly at not more than half a mile from the ship on each side were rugged peaks ornamented at the top with straggling vegetation and tenanted by myriads of screaming sea-birds while the lower part was riddled by enormous subterranean caverns once perhaps affording warehousing and apartments for enterprising pirates now only a playground for the sportive waves which one after another resolve themselves into clouds of spray with a wild murmuring sound fit music for so romantic a situation passing further through the strait we caught a glimpse of the blackened hulk of what was once a fine sailing-ship carried on to the merciless rocks by the current which sweeps through between the various islands with great force The vessel, at the time of the disaster, was laden with coolies, who were all happily rescued by a passing steamer.

Along the coast between the Bocas and Port of Spain, the shore is interspersed and ornamented by many small bathing stations, owned by the more wealthy townspeople, pretty secluded retreats almost hidden by clumps of tangling vegetation, and, as if to break the wildness of the rugged uninhabited hills, The passer-by is treated to a varying panorama of beautiful scenery, furnished by a continuation of tiny islands, seven or eight in number, one larger than the rest furnishing accommodation for a commodious convict prison.

By the aid of a field-glass it is easy to distinguish long lines of unfortunates pacifying justice by arduous labor.

Another of the larger islands is used as a coolie station where the newly imported East India men find an asylum until their services are in demand for the sugar plantations.

But the amount of money she gave me, I couldn't.

go to Port of Spain and then travel back to Central Trinidad.

Oh, wow.

So,

familiar.

Okay, cool.

So, from Port of Spain, you go to, like, I used to go from Port of Spain, you go to Chaguanas, and then you go to Coover, California, where I used to live when I moved from Moruga.

And after 10 o'clock, they used to charge extra.

Trinidadian athletes who medaled at this year's Central American and Caribbean Games have received $150,000 TNT in bonuses courtesy of the Trinidad and Tobago Olympic Committee.

The presentation was held at the TTOC Olympic House, Woodford Street, Port of Spain on Tuesday under the supervision of its president, Diane Henderson.

TNT's contingent at the CAC Games, which were held in the Dominican Republic, comprised of 148 athletes.

And out of this 148 athletes, they received 21 medals, 6 gold, 5 silver, and 10 bronze.