Take the car registration number plates for example. It starts with the alphabet “P” (which stands for private) although there is also a “T” for trucks and those beginning with “H” are hired vehicles (There are no motorcycles in Trinidad and Tobago with the exception of those used by the police. “Its too dangerous (to be on a motorbike),” according to one driver).
The awan larat carvings of the window sills are beautiful.
Trinidad and Tobago are two separate islands. One island is not known without the other.
The country covers an area of 5,128 sq km. Trinidad is the larger and more populous of the two islands; Tobago is much smaller, comprising about 6 per cent of the total area and 4 per cent of the entire population which is estimated at 1.3 million.
It is home of some famous names including cricketer Brian Lara (popularly nicknamed as The Prince of Trinidad or simply The Prince), English premier league soccer player Dwight Yorke, track and field sprinter Ato Boldon and author VS Naipaul.
Trinidad and Tobago also produced Ms World (Giselle Laronde-West 1986) and Ms Universe (Janelle Commissiong 1977 and Wendy Fitzwilliams 1998).
It wouldn’t surprise me if I was told Boldon, in his early years, had trained at the Queen’s Park Savannah.
Our driver cum tour guide Frans Audley proudly told us that Queen’s Park Savannah could easily be the biggest roundabout in the world.
Covering an area of 300 acres, it was formerly a large sugar estate called Paradise Estate.
He was certain that the Queen’s Park Savannah would remain as it is for years to come. “No, no development. I am sure. I am sure,” he insisted when we asked him the possibility of high rise buildings being built right smack in the middle of the park like that in our own backyard.
In the early 1800s, Trinidad and Tobago governor Ralph Woodford bought the land and later donated it to the city. He had laid it out “for the recreation of the townsfolk and for the pasturage of cattle.”
Frans told us that the Queen's Park Savannah is also the location for many of the country's most exciting events, including Carnival and other cultural and international concerts.
There were some wooden houses across the road from the park. No one lived in these houses but they are still preserved by the families who owned it. “Brian Lara lives up there,” Frans showed us a house behind some trees up a hill.
“That house belongs to the Prime Minister’s family but they are no longer using it,” he said as we drive around the park.
We also noticed the Thai restaurant we had dined at the night before. It is on the same row as all the houses. (Well, the only Thai dish was the soup. The rest of the dishes were typically Indian, with curries and all).
Frans also took us shopping for souvenirs at shops near Independence Square. It was formerly known as Marine Square. It was constructed on reclaimed land at the waterfront and was originally called Plaza de la Marina.
We asked Frans what we can buy for TT$1 (US$1=TT$6)). “A gum, maybe,” he said. A fridge magnet, which could easily be the cheapest souvenir for friends and family back home, costs TT$7.
It was a small but winding road to get to the top but worth the nauseating feeling in your stomach when you’re up there.
It gives you a breathtaking view of Paria Bay ((“Seriously, its called that?” I asked Frans when he first mentioned the name. “Paria Bay. It’s called Paria Bay,” he said).
Land has since been reclaimed. “The sea was right up here,” Frans said, pointing to the ridge of Fort George.
“Up here, it is different. If you are wearing a wig,” Frans said, jokingly pointing to RTM cameraman Omar Salleh, “it will get blown off. Be careful, my friend.”
It makes you wonder really, with such rich resources, the country is still very much underdeveloped. It is indeed like Penang in the 1970s.
Incidentally, the main dish here is curry chicken and roti. On the Caribbean Princess, we were served curry as part of the daily lunch and dinner buffet. We either had it with rice or bread.
One night, Frans took the boys out for supper. They told me they ended up at a stall selling something like our roti canai.
I told them maybe if we looked hard enough, we could probably find nasi kandar in Port of Spain!!!





