Here's the theater from the Soviet Sixties and what the typical Trinadadian does on a Saturday night. Salsa, Cha Cha Cha, Rumba and sexy Son dancing seem to have passed over these sweet souls. We're staying in a Casa Particular where men pick up their dates on horseback. Mom's don't wait up.
After classes, a thunderstorm began to threaten a leisurely pre-dinner piazza gathering so Chuck and I headed off (code word for "willi...
His dorm? Or maybe it's a hotel. This is way before the era of The Container Store.
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