Trinidad and Tobago.
Located off the Coast of Venezuela, our peleau pot (local dish) country, where many of our people hail from various corners of the world who, amazingly, live relatively harmoniously despite different ethnic and cultural ancestries.
It’s a rare occurrence in the world for so many cultures, ethnic backgrounds and religions to co-exist in such a small space. 5130 sq. Km (Trinidad) to be exact. You can see why it’s so amazing for us to live without major conflict over so many years, being independent of Colonial/British rule since 1958.
Sweet TnT (Trinidad and Tobago) is known for its Carnival, Doubles (street food) and Bake & Shark. Also our beautiful beaches (mostly in Tobago) and very laid back culture. It’s so apparent, even our language / dialect is what I like to call a “lazy” version of English, where most of it doesn’t make sense to an outsider, but it does to us.
For example, normally people say, “How’s that sounding?” our version is, “How dat songing” or “How it songing”. Yeh really broken, mispronounced English dialect. The Queen would have a heart attack if she heard us now. Another example, other people go to “hang out”, we say, we’re going to “lime”.
What does that sour fruit have to do with people meeting up? Beats me! But it’s what we say. Unless it represents how sour our people are? Hmmm… I’m just kidding, we’re the most fun and joyous people you’ll ever meet! I still don’t know why we say “lime”.
Our dialect is an extremely broken variant of English, similar to Jamaicans, yet our own unique way. Foreigners like to try to talk Trini, but end up using a Jamaican accent instead. It’s NOT the same.
Take for example Trevor Noah’s failed attempt at talking in a Trini accent, but he ends up doing a light Jamaican accent
However, this is how we “sound” (pronounced “song” in trini accent)
If you watched the vid, you’ll realise that one guy being interviewed, represents a majority of our nations intellect. Sad, I know.
Thankfully we’re not as bad as Guyana, but we’re almost close enough.
I’m no cultural minister or historical adviser for Trinidad, so I prefer not to go on too much about us before an educated bigot loses their mind about fine details, which I most probably will get wrong.
Which brings me to my final point about Trinis. We never admit being wrong, or not knowing something.
If you’ve ever met a person who “knows it all” and would NEVER, I MEAN NEVER, admit being wrong, even when you present facts to them, and they still convincing you they’re right, chances are they’re Trini.
We would rather DIE than to admit wrong-doing or not knowing enough. That’s how you spot a Trini
Now that I’ve briefly covered my culture and people, we can finally begin the documentation of my journey once and for all! To infinity and beyond!