It was another gloriously balmy evening – surprisingly few insects and the temperature just right. Not so cold that we sought out a sweater and warm enough that the breeze reaching our hilltop terrace was still very welcome. Having acquired a gas canister and converted our European inlet for an US one, thanks to some help from Mummy and Daddy Castaway on their recent visit, we were barbecuing for the second time that week. We were thinking of snow-bound Northern hemisphere folks while finishing off a bottle of red wine after dinner. A tough life, but someone has to do it… Continue reading “Like a Bat Out of…”
It has been Christmas in Trinidad since about the middle of September. Since then, decorations are everywhere and the radio only plays Christmas-themed tunes (only not ones you have ever heard of). We are giving it all our effort despite the climate but when it is this hot, something just does not feel right.
Although The Handsome Dutchman and Castaway have an overwhelming number of things in common – so much, in fact, that we can create a sort of reinforcing and sometimes dangerous echo effect with each other – there are still some areas where the Scottish-Dutch cultural divide cannot be breached.
We recently passed the six-month mark since our arrival in Trinidad. By now, many of the settling in tasks are … Continue reading Stocking up on Strooigoed
I already was slightly unnerved stepping into the plane in Trinidad. It somehow had the feeling of stepping into the … Continue reading A Little Piece of “Home”?
Having brushed up on my Highway Code and Cycling Proficiency, I had decided I was ready for my driving regulations … Continue reading The Wrong Shoes or The Wrong Visa
It has become clear pretty quickly that we need a car to survive here. Firstly, we haven’t mastered the art … Continue reading Freedom to Roam