In Trinidad the transport appears to be equally divided between horse-drawn carts, bicycle taxis, vintage motor-bikes with side cars and ancient chevys. I chose to stay at a "casa particular" near the beach with Julio (who made the best pina coladas with fresh pineapple) and Chichi - who cooked feasts of lobster, prawns, fresh fish, yukka, "moros y christans" (literally Moors and Christians - rice flecked with beans) and turtle (I had given away my dictionary so how was I to know what Tortuga was!!). I had mojitos from a shack on the beach, met my first Santoria initiate (mixture of Catholism and Yoruba) dressed totally in white, had my first Cuban policia payoff (five pesos and a beer) and danced salsa at a nightclub in a cave - awesome town!!
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