Postby Conrad » February 5th, 2008, 9:19 am
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The place in La Lune I believe is known as American Hill (in my grand-mothers back-yard) which my uncle and other usually take people on small tours if they bored. Used by the Americans as a small base and look out because of the height and visibility of the sea.
From Page 3
The statue that Skanky speaks about is actually on the Old Road or Old Saddle Road on the way to Santa Cruz (whey Death-Row?). As he correctly stated it's believed to be haunted but as far as I was told I believe it had an Amerininian background as well.
I was told by my mum the old post office and Police station in San Juan (next to the Health Centre as you go onto the Old Road) was an old trade post for Amerindians yeeeeears ago.
The name of many place in the south land were used as posts for trading slaves. For example in Moruga there is 1st Company and 3rd Company.
As in Jean and Dina (The Mighty Sparrow) the environs of Port of Spain (e.g. Barataria) were heavily visited by the Americans because of the number of whore houses it had.
The village of Paramin (spelling?), which is found a very short distance from Maraval, is home of a dieing language called patois (spelling?). A language that is a compromise between French and English. More on Paramin, if you drive to the very top of Paramin you will eventually reach a look out on top of the mountain (can't remember the name of that particular village) that allows you to see the sea (forgot my camera that day), the air is always cold and the villagers specialize in planting pepper, tomato and other small vegetables on the hillsides (very difficult if you know the height and slant of Paramin's hills), the fog begins to roll in by after 5. It's so high up there you can't differentiate cloud from fog. Beautiful place to carry girlfriend for a drive if you're up to the challenge. On your way back down from the look out the first road on your left takes you all the way back to the Maracus road. It's so long and covered in moss at some points that I thought I was lost (not for the faint of heart). In all, a lost paradise in our slowly slipping country, the people are friendly and the girls are beautiful (Spanish mixed with French and Amerindian). Oh yeah if you're thinking of going, be prepared. 4x4s are the taxi of choice up there. The road reaches to such a high slope coming to the end that it's made from concrete with "shelves" cut into it using galvanise as to prevent loss of grip.
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