Then Came the Rain…

Then Came the Rain…

We had all been joking that the dry season never really happened as there has rarely been a day without rain since we arrived in Trinidad. It turned out that we had had a dry season or, at least, a drier season because now that it is rainy season, we are remembering what real rain is like. We are not talking April showers but the kind of rain that makes you question whether a hurricane might be en route. Indeed, it might be as this year is forecasted to be a particularly bad hurricane season. Continue reading “Then Came the Rain…”

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One Locust Makes a Plague

One Locust Makes a Plague

Castaway and The Handsome Dutchman have been, give or take, in their house for a year. That might lead you to think that we have now some kind of routine. Well, to some extent we do, but this is Trinidad and there is always something going on to keep a Castaway on her toes. Continue reading “One Locust Makes a Plague”

All-Consuming Castaway?

All-Consuming Castaway?

One thing Castaway and the Handsome Dutchman did not quite realise when moving to the Caribbean was just how difficult it would be to get hold of things. We are not talking about the essentials in life but more about those things we consume almost without thinking. Certainly, if you have been brought up in North-West Europe and are used to making sure your cupboards are always full of things you might just need. Continue reading “All-Consuming Castaway?”

Mad Dogs and Dutchmen Go Out in the Midday Sun

Mad Dogs and Dutchmen Go Out in the Midday Sun

Folks in Trinidad seem to fall into two categories when it comes to Carnival. Those that play and those that leave the island. This year, at least, Castaway fell into the latter category, and with hindsight given the crime statistics for the week, it seems to have been a wise course of action. Initially, like good European tradition dictates, we intended to use the February school holidays for winter sports. For a number of reasons, slovenly planning among them, that did not work out and so an opportunity was presented to discover another Caribbean island – this time, St Lucia. Continue reading “Mad Dogs and Dutchmen Go Out in the Midday Sun”

Please, Mr Postman!

Please, Mr Postman!

Some readers may know of the Handsome Dutchman’s passion, some might say obsession, for cycling. This obsession was not made clear to Castaway in the early days. Although some glimpses of it existed, my Official Dutch Friend who acts as adviser on all matters Netherlands-related for many years now assured Castaway it was normal and not indicative of anything unusual. Continue reading “Please, Mr Postman!”