Tobago 2006 - Leeward Coast Day 1

Got into Tobago from Trinidad at about 11:20am. Now that isn’t really a bad thing except that our flight was supposed to leave at 8:20 and get there about 18 minutes later. In Trinidad, the one thing you learn very quickly (well Tara learned very quickly) was that in Trinidad, nothing generally leaves on time. The reason for the delay was ‘engine trouble’, but I had read in the newspaper earlier that morning that there was a labour strike by airport workers, so I knew what to expect, so of course, I went for a couple pieces of KFC in the Airport and started reading my newspaper.

Now as we got into the Crown Point Airport (Tobago’s only Airport), a couple things struck me instantaneously, there is only one terminal (typical of the island), how small in comparison to a typical North American/European airport it is and that while walking from the airfield into the terminal, the lovely sea breeze that hits you, since the ocean is only a couple hundred metres away from the airfield.

As we got off the plane and into the terminal, we happened on a piece of good fortune, that actually made the entire trip. [One must remember that this is the post Carnival period, where everyone leaves Trinidad and goes to rest in Tobago on the beaches] We had not thought about a car rental and as soon as we disembarked, we were greeted by a car rental agent who politely inquired, as to whether we needed a car. I replied affirmatively of course, and within 10 mins, we were on the road having signed for the car.

Travel Tip: Although Tobago is a small island, a car rental will increase your appreciation of this island exponentially. So plan accordingly!

It was the last car they had, and while we were in the rental office, three couples came in to plead for a rental. It was quite a stroke of very, very good fortune! We drove off from the rental agency to the guesthouse, it was a long drive, all of about 800 metres!!! Now this was at 11:35 and the guesthouse was packed with people looking to check in. So of course we were waiting for a bit to check in at 1pm, so I went to the manager to inquire as to the status of our room. She said that as it was the weekend after Carnival people were still checked in and that we wouldn’t get a room till about 2pm. Of course, anyone that knows me, knows how pissed I get at these types of things, but no matter, I asked the manager about storing our bags, which she said she would, and Tara and I took off in the car to drive the entire leeward coast of Tobago. (this was quite impromptu to Tara, but I knew once we took off to drive, I fully intended for her to drive on this coast during the day, because it is an absolutely amazing drive and some of the pictures enclosed in this travelogue show how panoramic and stunning this drive can be)

We drove from Crown Point right up to Flagstaff Hill over looking Charlotteville – this is the Leeward Coast of the island.. The drive can be an extremely challenging drive for someone who doesn’t have a Trini guide, simply because in T&T, people drive as if they are insane!! In addition to this cultural driving nuance, there are many, many blind corners, and potholes on this road, so it can be very challenging, but the views and vistas are beyond comparison and many will leave you simply breathless at the sheer beauty of nature.

This drive is about 2 ½ hours each way, of course we stopped for many pics and to climb down and enjoy the view from Flagstaff Hill. The pictures I have included that we took during this drive cannot begin to describe how blue the ocean is and how amazing the views are.

Once we got back to the guest house at about 6pm, we checked in, had a shower and then went off to have dinner. Now having been to Tobago a number of times, I have come to expect two things, the water in Tobago will usually be superb and the service in almost any eating establishment will be horrific.

My best man speech for Daren's wedding!!

Well quite a few people who heard my speech asked for the text
and i am now proud to say that I have been sampled in the 2
weddings I have attended since then!! :)
As follows here is the text.. NOW BACK TO REGULARLY PROGRAMMED
FOOTBALL AND GERMANY BLOGGING!!!


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Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen.
I would like to thank you all for coming today and helping to make Daren’s and Donna’s wedding day such a wonderfully memorable and special occasion for all those involved. Personally I wish you’d all stayed at home and made my job a lot easier!. This speech is going take a slightly different path, in that I would first like to read a speech sent over by one of both of our best friends from Naps: Mark Baksh, who was unable to make this joyous event due to unforeseen circumstances.

{ insert pause }

I would like to take this opportunity to congratulate one of my best friends on his wedding day:

Daren, I have known you for more than half of my life, you are on of the truest friends that anyone could have. You had to assume responsibilities early in life that none of the boys had to face and you handled them with a maturity that was not always recognized or understood by us. Your loyalty as a friend is unquestionable, I have no doubt Donna will be well taken care of and that you will always be by her side where you belong.

Donna, I knew my whole life that Daren would marry you, I just didn’t know your name or what you would look like yet. Of all the pictures I have of home, the ones with you and Daren are my most treasured, you were a friend before this union was even planned, now you are part of a family that crosses oceans and has existed for more than a decade. Welcome – we already had a place reserved for you. You have my best friend now, please take care of him as he does seem to need it from time to time.

To you both, I am so sorry that I could not physically be there. Please accept my apologies. I hope that Sanks is loud enough for both HIM AND I - he has never let me down yet. Know that Kadyn, Shelly and I wish you happiness, and I will see you soon.

Sincerely Mark
Now on to regular programming, enough of this mushy sentimental stuff…..

All scientific speeches start off with some type of definition and thorough research…

In order to compile my speech I had to do a little research into the definition of marriage:
Marriage is not just a word – it is a sentence…..a life sentence!
Marriage is a sort of friendship, recognised by the police!
By the way Daren, do you know the meaning of “The Honeymoon?”
No….well it’s the holiday a man takes before he starts work for a new boss!
It’s also been said that a man is incomplete until he is married…. then he is finished!

In fact, One may be able to extend marriage into an institution in which a man loses his Bachelor's Degree and the woman gets her Masters.
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I’m sure you all agree that Donna looks absolutely stunning (pause for applause!)–------ Daren, just looks stunned.
For those that don’t know me, my name is Rishi Sankar, I’m Daren’s best man and you see that my secret world wedding domination plan has started today– here’s a hint - check the back of today’s wedding program. For the big question today, it was I who drew the short straw……[ AHEM] .I mean, was given the great honour of being the Best Man here today.
Now as Best Man, I believe there are a number of KEY responsibilities :
To ensure that the groom arrived on time – CHECK!
To ensure that groom came sober – CHECK!
To ensure that the groom looks good – (pulls out wallet with business card – looks at it …………. )Well, sorry my business card does not say plastic surgeon!!
In Donna I think you will agree, Donna found someone not only Gorgeous,
(k) But Intelligent.
(k) Sophisticated.
(k) Trustworthy.
(k) Organised
(k) and Fundamentally A Decent person.
And in return Donna got…… - Well Donna got Daren --- allyuh hear about something called Robbery with a V.
As Best Man, I am supposed to give some information about what makes a good marriage, and some tips and guidelines as to what will make a happy marriage. I am also supposed to make sure that he doesn’t run off prior to the wedding and I think in the guidelines, It says something about shooting anyone who even breathes too loudly at the part of the ceremony, where the priest ask for objectors. Well while I can’t offer advice, since I’m a bachelor, I was looking forward to anyone who was going to object, since I wanted to use my pump action shotgun located behind the altar!

According what I know, one of my roles as Best Man is to tell some stories about the Groom and generally insult and ridicule him, while he pays out for everyone’s dinner and all the Johnny and speciality bar in the back. I was also given the task of making sure Daren’s ex-girlfriends stayed clear of the wedding. This was actually made easy for me as there weren’t that many in the first place.
As for communication:

I firmly believe communication is important for a successful marriage, so here are a few female phrases for Daren to look out for and their proper meanings; “We need” means...”I want”. “Is my bum big?” means…”Tell me I’m beautiful”. “Do you love me?” means…”I’m going to ask for something expensive”.
And male phrases for Donna to look out for; “I’m hungry” means…”I’m hungry.” I’m tired” means…”I’m tired”. “Nice dress” means…”Fancy some nookie?” and “Do you want to go to the movies?” means “Fancy some nookie?”

BTW Did you know that the Surgeon General of Trinidad and Tobago decreed that marriages were the number #1 cause of divorces.
And my last duty was to make sure the wedding goes smoothly, this is why I have my notes to help me. (show book)
Since I have never been married before, being a single man living in sin, I thought I would write a couple terms, since they are mentioned in three important parts of today's service –

Definitions:
Aisle - the longest walk you will ever take
Altar - the place where two become one
Hymn - the celebration of marriage
I think Donna’s must have stolen my notes because when she was walking up the aisle I'm sure I heard her whispering, Aisle….Altar…..Hymn ---- Aisle, Altar, hymn --- I’ll Alter him!! [make everyone repeat after me – should get a good laugh] – I’m sure everyone see a nefarious plan coming about here.

So we could all be here for quite a while if I was to revisit all of Daren’s earlier years! Although not really much happened, but at Naps, I called in some favors for detailed comments about his academic career and what I found in his record was
“An ideal student, who excelled in most subjects”
[rubs eyes—man I must be tired cause I totally misread that]

”He was an idle student, who was expelled from most subjects"
But more importantly, all the jokes and innuendos aside:

Donna, as Mark intimated earlier, while you have your immediate family, you have now entered into an extended family of Naps boys that spans the globe, as a sister and if you and him ever need anything, you know you can depend on us.
Simple words of Advice to go by:
May we never forget
what is worth remembering
or remember
what is best forgotten.
You mean more to all of us here than We could ever say, it would be a huge understatement to say ‘ We wish you well in everything……... and I hope you both , Enjoy this day as the first day of the rest of your life together’
So, Ladies and Gentlemen, with great pleasure may I ask you all to stand [pause for everyone to stand and raise your glasses in a toast to the Bride & Groom…

We wish you both great happiness and all the very best in this new chapter in your new life together and may your love be modern enough to survive the times and old fashioned enough to last forever.
Hear Hear!!!

Like any other thing... Trinis are just bandwagon people.

One of the reasons sometime I absolutely cannot stand Trinidadian people, is the concept of jumping on the bandwagon and big talk. I see on the forums, e-mails from people about who going Germany and what not. I laugh since I know unless people plan from now, for the next 7 months, you ent going nowhere. People on my MSN, oh I going Germany and blah blah blah.

UGH! We will see who will be in Germany for the sweetest lime ever. Talk about money that will be passing in there. Anyways this morning is time to look for a mapping blog, so that I can send mobile updates to the website with pics!!


anyway... just checking through the FIFA site for costs.... man i think getting tickets without a TTFA hookup will be seriously tough!!

The following price table provides an overview of TST series ticket prices (without consideration of price alignment for the opening match):

TSTSeries Price
(incl. TST administration fee) Games included in the TST series 1
Cat. 1 Cat. 2 Cat. 3 GS F16 QF SF FIN
TST-3 330.00€ 198.00€ 149.00€ 3x
TST-4 462.00€ 281.00€ 215.00€ 3x 1x
TST-5 660.00€ 402.00€ 308.00€ 3x 1x 1x
TST-6 1100.00€ 666.00€ 473.00€ 3x 1x 1x 1x
TST-7 1760.00€ 1062.00€ 715.00€ 3x 1x 1x 1x 1x

Agenda for Saturday 12th Nov 2005 - this is from KND on the SocaWarriors site... it is too funny

I just will put quotables and thing from the Soca Blog since I find it just too funny and ah love how this man writes..... Rish

The Schedule for the socawarriors on Saturday Morning  is as Follows

6AM
Party men Such as Yorke Latas Stern etc arrive back at the Hotel after nuff wine a Jam up in the club. (Accompanied bay a few Behind the Bridge Wajang at least 2 per man)

Football Fanatics such as Jack and Birchald wake up and go over notes and video tapes.

Church men such as dog Wake up and saying prayers

6:30

Yorke and them strokesing the thing and them but they have to hurry as it is a game day.

Dog still praying

7:00

everybody assemble to go by Breakfast shed for some breakfast.

Yorke Latas and Stern decide to miss breakfast and gone and sleep, the skets ride out.

8 AM

Breakfast done Dog holding a pray session, some men stretching , some skillings balls men starting to get ready.
Small goal tounament start

9 AM

Bennie man giving a pep talk " We have to play our game, we have to play as a team"

9:30 Man Mudder and Father and friend start to stop by the hotel, who looking for free Jersey, who still aint get they free ticket, who want to borrow boots, who want to walk in the stadium with the team etc.

10 AM Cartoons start on Tv man start to watch tv
Yorke and them still sleeping.

12 PM Yorke and them wake up want to know if any breakfast left only cold bake and smoke herring left, but you know them men eating anything.

1 PM time to check out the Hotel but they carh check out yet because they waiting on Jack to come with the credit card.

2 PM man in the lobby, Jack aint reach yet

3 PM Jack reach and with his stumming self.......whammmm alllyuhhhhh ainttt ready
to gooo, Gives the card to the counter girls and the men and them could check out.
Big trouble now cause Yorke and them order Blues and drink out the mini bar an extra 2000TT,
Jack start to cuss, The Govt aint give me no money, is my money paying for this, alyuh men real watless
After 30 minutes of  discussion he finally pull out the FIFA card which have a higher limit and swipe it gone through.

3:45 Man out side to board the bus, but the Maxi man get tired wating since 2 PM so he decide to make a quick trip down Deigo and come back to maximize the dollars.
Man start to cuss bout hot sun.

Birchald lay out like he tanning all the real black men like Yorke and Jack breaksing sun under the palm tree.

4PM Fuentes taking pictures and interviewing players.

4:15PM Maxi man Come back everybody jump on and man ready to go.

4:17PM After reaching down by Flour Mills Whittley realize that he forget he boots up in Malick so they have to turn the bus around and go and get he boots cause bennie man say he starting.

5:00PM They reach by Whitley House He mudder want everybody to off load the buss and come in the house. She sharing Black Cake and pringles like is Christmas.
Yorke ask for a Carib
Latapy ask if they have any cigarette.

5:15PM everybody back on the bus, All the woman black cake was done. Man looking for Cyd grey when you hear the shout he gone up the pommerack tree and come running down the bus with a jersey full of pommerack.

5:47 Reach Back by the Stadium.
the bus cannot pull up by the game cause crowd done start to get thick.
Man have to walk through the parking lot.
Man Vex and pan start to screw.


6:PM the players reach by the gate
Theobald first in the line Security stop him and ask him who he is, He say he is a player they say year right no freeco thing here you need a complimentary to get he through this gate.
Man start to cuss
eventually Jack reach with he UNC party card and they security finally allow the team in.
Dwight hug up 2 fat thing in the parking lot and they walk in normal normal. Security real benning and he just grinning.

6:15 Men done dress time to warm up.

next thing ref come and knock on the door "Time to line up"

Man want to know what kind of thing is that thought the game starting 7:30, Jack say that is what on the FIFA site
The Ref say that is american time

the game is 6:30 TnT time
Real drama start to break out now.

Bennie man Take stock of the situation and calm everybody down.

6:29 Nakhid walk in the dressing room with a TnT shirt on, everybody start to crack up, the Ref and all Man forget to argue any more.
Bennie name the squad and the team walk out.
While they walking out Jack see a big pomerack stain on Cyd Grey Shirt so he tell bennie he cannot play.
"This is a big game he cah walk out looking so"
Spann get the start

6:35 National Anthem play Stadium Jumping game ready to start.

6:37 tweet game start...............

Latapy get the ball dribble 5 men at least 2 times Knock a 1-2 with Yorke and lay one for Stern to knock in.

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLL

Goal after goal score
and even more goal miss

Jack still cussing
Bennie man Smiling
Latapy Smiling
Yorke Grinning
Stern Brushing he shoulder off
Cyd Grey Benning want to know if anybody have a lil bleach so he could clean he shirt
Kelvin Jack still kicking the ball in the stands
Nakhid sitting equal distance between Bahrain and TnT bench
Dog praying for world piece
Both Manning and Panday running for pictures with the players after the game.

Jack get Fifa to play the second leg in TnT as we done win aready with a 20 goal first half lead and we could save a lil transportation cost.

Bahrain give up and walk off
Abu Bakr offer to let them stay in his mosque for prayers

Even the 2 Fat thing and all happy cause they get in Free.

AT the end of the day we is Trinis  so we have to do it the Trini Way.

NO Way NO HOW BAHRAIN CAN STOP WE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TRINIDAD GOING WORLD CUP

Well first of all, right now I am in the midst of setting up this blog for travel on the road and the cry of I am a SOCA WARRIOR. So time to get cracking, I readin' online that some people thinking we could make second round and ting eh? A week ago Trinidad wasnt even sure we could make it, now dey thinkin we could beat Argentina and Brazil and what not. Dread, dat is how Trinis stop so - run before dey could walk.
*sigh*
Small matters, the whole country will dance, even though it have so much poverty and murders etc, but they will dance and drink and lime. Anyway this is not a social commentary blog, go somewhere else and read that. This is now all about preparing for Germany 2006 and the trip of my young life so far. Well I dont know about young anymore nah, but small ting. Will write more as website being updated. The goal though is to blog everyday I can, and workout to match dat. Fat friciking chance to those who know me, but ah boy can hope right?

Trinidad Winning

What an eventful couple of days but lemme start with the best news.
Trinidad beats Mexico 2-1 and I am going fricking Germany is we win... I have a dream and it goes as follows

"and it involves eating Oktoberfest sausages with plenty bratwurst, with
little frauleins dancing around with huge steins of lager to the tunes of Destra
and Machel, while we sipping 1824, wearing our Trini to the bone Carib T-Shirts
and waving around a 10 ft Trini Flag.. so my mom can see me in Kaiserslauten
from Chaguanas on TV6."

Now of course the adventure that was that night watching the match was something else. Since Gary and I were looking for somewhere in Toronto that was showing the match. We drove around everywhere in the hope of find the match.... now we check Cafe Azzurri -- some $%#^$#$^ bar in Little Italy and they did not have it, we went to some Asian bar, where we saw Asian porn, but no football *sigh* , we were so desperate to see the match that we did not eat anything in the 2 hour drive around lower downtown Toronto looking for somewhere to see the match.

We had friends calling us to give minute by minute updates to the score. First we heard it was 0-0 in the 36th minute and how Stern missed a penalty.... STERN is a WHORE.... and 50 types of cuss was flying around the SUV and everything. Then we heard that Mexico was ahead and then more cuss, and I became very very discouraged and depressed all at once, since I knew that GOATEMALA not Guatemala was leading by 3-0 vs a Costa Rican side that was spawned from donkey whores, so obviously they sold the match to their Central American whore counterparts. I immediately wanted to go home, but Gary persisted and he was adamat that it was not over and reminded me how we scored in the 62 minute vs Panama to keep the fraulein dream alive.

Well of course we kept at it and then we got the news that we were leading 2-1 and it was the 80th minute... at once we decided we wanted to see it on the computer..... and for 7 heart wrenching minutes we both stood by a computer screen, hoping and praying that the Strike Squad, not the frickin soca warriors..... would pull it off and send us into delirious heights of ecstacy and keep the dream of Schauenfraude and Frauleins alive for us...

and in the end -- the STERN goal of the week.. was a winner for us and now we are alive and waiting to play Bahrain.... and of course Bahrain any crazy football by Bahrain... we going to Germany and I now need to save 6,000$ CAN for the trip and expenses and everything for what will indeed be the lime of a lifetime.. indeed the lime of my young lifetime!! I can do Carnival every year but I am sure that I wont get to do the World Cup lime before I have grand kids, and indeed every ticket that I get, I will frame with pics and each shirt I wore.. since I have to buy three soca warriors/strike squad jerseys for the 3 matches that we will get in the World Cup.. indeed, the dream is only to appear and have everyone see us in the World Cup! How great that would be and all!!

DARE I DREAM THE DREAM!!!!!!!

So pics from the sites..

Montreal and Environs...

Well must say that my training session in Montreal was quite quite interesting, the hotel was great, although I had to rebook twice. Montreal is always great for seeing people, made contact with an old friend through another friend. Got Aristi's contact information, and good making contact with her after a long time. Anyway I think the general skill in blogging, is writing about stuff that is generally interesting, not just interesting to you.

Still a little light in the head after the party for HRMS and HR Support.. pulled some stunt since our service was slow in that I had to go get drinks :) Received a rousing round of applause, of course our server thought it would be prudent to go rat me out to my director --

Bitch Waitress : " Do you know that they are drinking doubles there (points to my corner of peeps)"
Director: "Yeah! They're my staff, what did you expect them to order"
Bitch Waitress: "Oh! I thought you would like to know, but I guess not (see's tip dramatically decrease due to unexpected response)"

C'ron: " Did the waitress expect that would get up and fire you or something?"
Rishi: I dont know, but I aint tipping her except to give her a tip, " Dont drink and drive"

Like which waitress in her right mind thinks this is cool to do.. of course that bitch got hammered for the rest of the night from me, and if anyone knows me, bad service, cuntish attitude and me DO NOT MIX well. But I think I embarassed the waitress enough by bringing drinks to the applause.

SEXTROLOGY!!!

I hate blasted text editors for fixing layers created in Dreamweaver.
All i did was edit one link and fucked the entire coding, cause the host im on is shit!
Hence i had to roll back the front page.
Well on a bad note, I still am procrastinating about my training which I am supposed to have finished creating!

Anyway so I must say that I really like the look of this blog template. Still not as interesting as what Jenny says!

Anyway great book I picked up with Lindsay, on Tuesday night in Chapters *sigh* ...
http://www.starskyandcox.com/sextrology/buy.htm

What a greatbook .. and if anyone wanted to know that I am a typical cancer... then this book really really nails it. I hate being a cliche.. but these bastards have me figured out! BTW, they also figured Lindsay out. I think I am going to use this on every girl I know.

anyway back to working on my training material!

Well here is an excerpt from Jenny's site which i find absolutely hilarious.
So funny when Trini's leave home... we have to make sure everyone know we are Trini!!

http://www.power-mad.com/blog/2005/09/wedding-megablog-megablog-is-cool-term.html

Quoting here -- I think I am just going to copy and paste blogs all the way and all..hehhe... so much more interesting than writing my own shit!!


Wedding Megablog (megablog IS a cool term. It is.)

There was, of course, a small matter of a wedding.

The week leading up to the wedding passed by in a flurry of dress fittings; looking very busy so the bride doesn't realise that you're trying to make funny anagrams instead of reviewing the guestlist -



- travelling up to northern trinidad for invitations, fridge magnets and wedding cakes, negotiating with caterers, decorators and manicurists.



After the visit to the manicurist, time slowed down, at least for me. I for one got two and a half centimeter long nails. I thought why not. The bride and groom were obviously going to be the main attraction, but with long manicured nails I might too have a running chance. Besides, long nails might be fun for a change. How wrong was I? Just a little bit. I waited till I got home to use the bathroom, having carefully saved all my pee for the two hours it took to get the nails in place and painted. The problem being that inch long nails are button repellant. Going to the toilet gives you the same sinking feeling a small animal trapped in steel jaws has - either you chew off your nails or you wet yourself.

Oh, I quite disagree, it's an excellent analogy.

But I found out that bathroom breaks need to be planned ahead ten minutes before you feel the urge, which is an art in itself, otherwise you'll be standing there, nails slipping everywhere, and you getting nowhere. Not to mention removing your lenses. I was optimistic about this at first, thinking that if I used the tips of the nails very gently, I could get my lenses out and still keep my brain matter intact. In the end, bro removed them for me. You've probably seen a pic or two of my brother, but you haven't seen my brother's hands. They're not so much piano hands as, say, Godzilla himself, and seeing a pair of his fingers make it for your eye makes you run off two three times screaming just a little bit before the lenses finally come out.



Donna and Daren hit their fair share of snags as well. Things weren't being finished on time no matter how quickly they worked, and when everything seemed to be wrapping up, the priest mentioned that oh, by the way, they couldn't get married in a Catholic church unless they got permission from the bishop as well - Donna being Catholic and Daren being all Hindu.

Suffice to say, it all worked out. Blood, tears sweat and the Bishop saw to it.

The day of the wedding was as hectic as any wedding day - the whole wedding party, minus the groom was running around at Donna's soon to be ex-residence trying to find earings, make-up, speeches, photographers and another twenty four hours. Somewhere along the line I got talked into doing a little something with my eyebrows, which turned into full face make-up which turned into one extremely fat eyebrow and one a bit thinner, and that general lady of the night look that I've never quite gotten used to.

The bride however, was impeccable, as brides should be - keeping that look of perfection even while desperately trying to herd everything and everyone together by emitting small shreiks of horror every now and then. The ceremony was going to begin at three PM in the afternoon, and it wasn't until ten past that we left the house - bride, bridesmaid and maid of very very much honour meaning me then.

At quarter past three we arrived. A gorgeous Gabriella and her escort walked down the aisle first, then the sweetest wee little flower girl, then I. The wee little flower girl was three years old, and not too keen on walking - period. She inched along in front of me, stopping every now and then. "Run!" I told her. No-one was going to mess with my honorable maid of honour stride. This, of course, was the wrong thing to say, she slowed down even more. Now I had to put on my thinking cap. She was small enough to kick but too big to not to have feelings and react. Decisions Decisions.


"Allright, slooow, slooow" I said. If it was reverse psychology she wanted, then by golly she would get it - except this time she listened.



When we finally got to the altar, the bride made her much awaited and much impressive entrance.



The ceremony was as such ceremonies are - beautiful.



And long. And then it was over.



I'm sorry, did you want more about the ceremony? Because I really do try to make things as well rounded as possible, and not all about Me.



Okay. Next up is the reception. Venue: On top of San Fernando Hill, at an open-aired terrace that overlooks the city. Pictures were taken, speeches were made. Rishi, the best man, had a ten minute speech that was pretty much a killer speech. This was his third best man speech for the year, and my first maid of honour speech ever. I wanted to shine as bad as a two dollar ho wants three dollars, but that wasn't going to happen. And it didn't happen.

Calm, cool, sophisticated me hiked my hand so far up my waist it looked like I was trying to grab a boobie for comfort, and then I let it rip. I got laughs at the mention of the word "snot", and then I got laughs everywhere else as well. It would have been nice to get them in the right places though. And it would have been nice to make the audience roar, like Rishi did. Here might be a good place to mention that he only has that one gonad. ONE SINGULAR LONELY LONELY GONAD with hair enough for two. I only share because I care.



I lie though. Rishi is one of the coolest people I know and he has three balls.

After this comes Daren's touching reply, and the serving of my libations. Stewed chicken, spicy fish, noodles and vegetable rice all fit on one and the same plate and are awsome. The drinks that came with it was also awesome. I was thankful to my people, and raised my glass to them so that they would know and rejoice.

And then the first dance. The couple swaying in perfect unison, just as it should be. Donna's white gown flowing behind her much like one or two tears flowed from the audience. It was a wonderful thing.





The cake cutting followed, a predominantly American tradition, I beleive, where the bride and groom help each other to cut the cake - one holding the knife, the other the fork, and feeding each other. I'm not sure what it represents, but I think it has something to do with sharing food and duties with the one you love for the rest of you life. It's sweet, like cake. The rest of us got none.



Bouquet throwing! I didn't get this either.



But it doesn't mean that I won't be next to marry.



Sometimes I try to think about this not so much.

The afterparty was excellent. Rishi, maestro of the moonshine, was good enough to forsake festivities and stand behind the bar the whole evening, mixing drinks and keeping people drunk enough to dance. Some danced of their own accord, some should not have done so. But everyone had a great time, and for this, Donna and Daren were happy.



I think we all were, in fact.

Well i think, that Jenny's blog at http://www.power-mad.com has indeed inspired me, although i am putting the photoblogging software on the site, I still thought I might do a blog like her's although she writes in a much more interesting fashion than I do!!

The best thing about a blog is to trace the people who pop in and out of the scene and all!!

Well in Montreal now.. after being in Ottawa the last week and all... just lost 300 in the montreal casino... puts some plans and all... in the lurch.. but i am sure that everything will be cool and all.....
hanging out here at the Delta Centreville...anyway going to sleep!
Will write more later on!

Well having a great time with Christina and Naomi.. what a sexy woman Naomi is..hehehe :)
Well Ottawa indeed is a sight for travelling eyes after i came from Moncton.. man I could never live in such a boring place at all. Ottawa has sooo much to do and tons of nice women to hang with too...!
Well going out again... uploading the pics from Ottawa to the website and used a new diamond template for the pics and all... trying new stuff as usual.

Well getting all excited for the Scotland, England and France trip.. of course Euro 2004 started today and while i ordered room service... excellent sirloin burger i had this morning.. greece totally kicked portugal's ass!
How sad... viva the Dutch... if only Van Nielsterooy could win it for them ... Christiano Ronaldo sucks.. i dont care what people say!

Well uploading about 150 pics I took today alone... what a gorgeous day in Ottawa it was ... here is the link Ottawa 2004 Pics.. Day 1

Manb I walked all over the maps that i had of Rideau Hall, Parliament, Sussex Drive, Queen St and Wellington. Tomorrow I am going to do some tours... could not rent a bike.. but i think that was a good thing since I had to stop a lot and a bike would have actually slowed me down. I think I might do a boat tour.. but I think they are kinda gay and all!

On the good front.. Cam and John got promoted... so that is great! Can anyone say hardcore partying going down next week. Did my huge to do list and the budget for the next two months to plan out all these trips.. and maintain my life in Toronto!!!

Really have to tell more about my time in Trinidad on the second trip.. i think i will have some tiume and all... hopefully the laptop wll agree with me this time and i will be able to actually post some stuff online..the only problem is that i did not really take pics but i have to reformat this card on my cam!!

Well I am in Moncton New Brunswick
This is the most boring place on the planet I think.. there is nothing to do here and nothing to see and nothing to live ...
man this is dread and there is nothing to explore either.
But i am going to be taking some pics and what not... it is not even warm here.. where i can go hiking and all....

Well here on ROgers business.. doing some eRecruit training here...will post some pics and what not since i will be bored shitless while I am here!

Well today is the day after it rained cats and dogs here in the oval.
Yesterday pretty much flew in from the airport and went straight to the Queen's Park Oval. Was tired on the flight and had to sit next to some Old Smelly man.. and the flight was rocky to boot and all.

Well Got in yesterday at 5.35am ..... Debs and the folks picked me up at about 6.50am(?!!!) went straight to the Oval.... had an extra ticket which was promptly bought by a scalper at 20$ above the reg rate.

MEt up the First Citizen's Bank crew at the bank with the chessy maroon jerseys.. but this is useful for finding lost people..heheheh.. but anyway the sun was hotlike hell .. and i got burnt again... so once the rain came down and all.. weall left quickly.

Came home and crashed... at about 1.30pm. Woke up at 5.. hung out with the neighbours and then went to party at Anchorage and Parrots.......with 3 am doubles and KFC at the Curepe Junction and then came home at 4 am and crashed.

Sunday...3.15pm

Well waiting for cricket.. that never happened .,... Met up with Jamz and haveing sunday lunch now..imout till later.
Taken 60 pics so far!!

Well four days to go here till I touch down in Trinidad :)
Have to go buy a little pen drive and all, since I need to capture a bunch of pictures from the carnival trip in Feb.
Now finish the budget and what not... and then I have to get some luggage from the store... or better yet i think I will steal Punji's since he seems to have a suitcase.

I swear to God, I am watching some boring as hockey and all... since I want MTL to win!! Anyway I think I have spent enough time tonight on this travel blog, but I am now satisfied with this travel template!!!

trying again!!

Great -- finally works.. I guess it takes time via SFTP to create the directories.

First post to the travel blog