caribbean vacation: Reunion Part 1
Well, it looks like my family reunion will go ahead as planned. It is a surprise because it was just talk, talk, and no action. This time, however, the forces have come together and will stage the first family reunion. The big gig will happen in Port of Spain, Trinidad in August 2009. There will be much jumping and dancing, singing and heckling. I don’t know the details because they are not yet set in sand. But the young chariots will get things going.
The impetus for this reunion comes from the foreign born children of Trinidadian parents. In the late sixties and seventies their parents went away to first, England, then the U.S.A. and Canada in search of a better life. Then as all adults get around to it, these little ones descended on the scene. Perhaps, they were planned for, perhaps, they just came unannounced, but they came nevertheless. So their parents had to take care of them; feed them, clothe them, bathe them, and do all those things parents enjoy doing for their kids but not themselves.
When their parent took them on a Caribbean vacation, they bawl (cry) because they don’t want to go back to that cold country they born in. But you know, kids have to follow their parents, and the parents had to go back to work because they only get two weeks vacation from their job. Man, that’s a big rip off here in the first world (so they say). Many people in Trinidad get three or more weeks vacation. In my first job there, I had four weeks. But that is an aside. Anyway, the kids returned screaming to their indoor plumbing but eventually settled down until the next time the parents took them on another vacation to guess where? I will tell you next week.
