We are on board again and
with Carnival coming up we immediately had to arrange lots of things.
Part of our luggage (the bag containing the rhum!) hadn't come out of
the wheel drive unit for the autopilot was broken because some stupid
ass apparently had tried to force the rudder while it was in locked
position – so the inside of the unit was in pieces; the compass showed
an airbubble during the last couple of years but was now completely
empty; and more of these types of problems. Luckily we could start up
orders and repairs just in time before the Carnival caused Trinidad to
come to a complete halt.
Our first Carnival! We booked a ticket in the Members Only bus to
transport us comfortably into Port of Spain and back, as many roads were
blocked for normal traffic. Pick-up was at 6AM to enjoy the Parade of Bands,
the famous street parade that lasts two days.
shows the impressive opening act, and
an excellent act of two nice young girls.
A French yachtsman gave as
some earplugs and these proved indispensable. The hullaballoo was
tremendous. Lots of colours,
lots of flesh (not always so appetising…),
well organised timing and accommodation and including various sweeping
crews between acts. The dancing was at the start quite in good taste
But overall it was a bit too much of the same thing and a glitter bikini
plus feather headdress is not the ultimate in creativity. Obviously
there were some more special acts, the most striking “Simply Cultural”;
a small band of ten lively people playing
ukelele and dancing to their own music. Thus making unintentionally or
more probable: intentional a point against the feathers and boom-boxes
and they were the only ones rewarded with an applause by the public!
An excellent act was "Love meh country",
and the act on
also protruded with head and tails above the masses, both costume as
A swan seeming to swim on the
rains of glitter
water spray to cool down
the spectacle was fantastic, the
steel pan band
an other highlight
but we were still slightly disappointed. Was it the music accompanying the
acts, which was limited to only two soca-songs which were repeated time and
again? Or was it the the public grandstand, located 100 metres beyond the
jury platform where the participants had given it all and had to try to come
by in front of our stand? Yes, that was the problem, we were told afterwards.
Normally a music and dance event as big as this one should cause emotions
both in participants as in the public, and it failed - at least on the spot
where we were. Perhaps we should have dressed up in minuscule glitter
costumes and headdresses in screaming colours, and swing along with the
crowd. We are not too old for that and surely not too fat!
Monday we'll launch and by the end of the week we'll sail to Grenada.