Friday, February 22, 2013

Carnival Monday!

I realised that this is going to take a long blog, to share my experience with you, and even then I do not know if I will be able to put all into words! That is why I will share with you a lot of photos, and you can try and make up your own mind. But I do know, that the photos will not portray the truth!

Nothing can grab the freedom I felt, nothing can show the energy I felt with all the people around me, sharing in the feeling just of being alive, this day, this moment!

I could hardly sleep the night before. We got up early, to get ready, to wash our hair, to paint our faces, to glue our bodies with jewelry, to slip into tiny hot pants with loads of silver bling and huge floppy hats! I stood next to Margarteha in front of her bathroom mirror, and copied every stroke of her make up brush. It has been such a long time since I`ve been painting my face! I loved every minute of this, especially my long lashes!

The glass of early champagne gave us confidence to walk down the stairs of Margaretha`s apartment, bundled into her car, giggling! ( looking at this photo now, it surely looks like we were girls hitting the streets!)

You haven`t met Claire yet, the beautiful girl in purple...she is a friend of a friend who became a friend from Jamaica!

A shuttle was waiting for us somewhere to take us to the big trucks, waiting for us to walk the streets with another 35 000 plus bodies! Everything was organised to keep all this people happy, walking down Port of Spain, using the 'bathroom truck' every now and then,  and getting something to drink at the more popular truck more often!

Note the guy with the familiar white Panama Hat!

All shapes and sizes joined and laughed together, wining a bit here and wining a bit there... All nationalities joined in life in the street!  I never felt something like this ever before...

Some even wore paint and a little bit of pink.....

If we could do this for two days, wearing a little bit of material and a lot of make up, men and women together....why can`t we do this all over the World every day? Living and dancing together, people of all colors and nationalities,  rejoicing in Life, respecting each other....

Nick...proudly still South-African!

But the best was, among all the thousands of people playing we saw some familiar faces! It was unbelievable! We were thousands of people walking, and more thousands of people were walking along the side walks....and there they were! Ian from  Yacht Jangles, and his friend Robert!  We made sure they had a couple of complimentary beers!


And we saw Marco! He stayed on the yacht the couple of days with Brett and Teresa, while his parents were living an exemplary life in the streets!  Brett and Teresa and Marco were sponsored by us too, enjoying a cold beer and a  Lucozade from one of the trucks! For a while they enjoyed the wild fun in the streets with us!

Somewhere along the day, we went into a shady area with big trees and food! We were starving, and could choose from a couple of tents with different dishes. I had a vegetarian lasagne, (delicious) and Sandra had a chicken dish! We sat down on the grass or on a banana leaf. taking off our boots and shoes...just resting for a while!

But soon the Soca Music started again, blasting from the trucks, and it was as if something in my body started moving again. My hips started moving, my knees grew soft, ready for a wine! It was not only me, the whole crowd felt it, and stirred. On my way I walked passed a tent, and it smelt so nice and perfumy! Wow! A tent to freshen up! I walked in, and some girls were waiting for a hairdresser to tend to them, others were sitting infront of the make up artists....and I got a touch up among female bodies, and I walked out of there smelling great!

This day went by too quickly, and the sun was setting, but we were still in the streets. Only late that night the day ended and we were on our way to the parking area to find the rest of the group waiting for us at the car!  Hmmm.....
To make a long exciting story short...we got lost, or did they loose us, and we ended up alone in a car! Hmmm, about three hours later our dear friend Margaretha missed us, and found us still at the car. We missed the message on the windscreen of the car in her lipstick, ( lost in steamy windows) telling us that they found a lift and gone home! But no regrets....

....just love my girl friends!!

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