Fantastic Friday

There is just something euphoric about Fridays that creates this feeling of invincibility that makes me feel on top of the world. Had it been the end of the month coupled with a pay check, a hot date and a new pair of shoes…..I would be sailing past the folks on cloud nine and smiling all the way to twelve. All that being said, Happy Friday!!!!!

I can just imagine if I was in Trinidad today and how amazing it would be in down town Port of Spain on this Fantastic Friday. The streets are probably lined with music vendors (legal or other wise) blazing the hottest tracks for carnival 2k11. From Michel to Blaxx, Super Jigga, Shall, Destra Fay-Ann, Bunji and of course the Wotless man Kess. The aroma of the honey roasted nuts as you begin your journey up Frederick Street. The watch vendors, shoe sellers, snow cone makers, and taxi men saying “savannah by by two”. The magnificence that is trini girls are lining the streets with their radiating beauty and vivacious curves that tantalize your eyesight and titillate your tastebuds. Their smiles and looks of innocence beauty and seduction all rolled into one are more than enough to elicit looks of pleasure, lust, and excitement from any man. Their sing song voices and sweet words quickens the pace of the alpha males heart who wants nothing more than to engage her in conversation with the hope of finding a way to embrace this goddess divine and get lost in time and ask for one more wineeeeeee……sigh
Everyone is someone this weekend it is not just carnival weekend but it is Trinidad’s carnival weekend. This is the event that put Trinidad on the map, yes they have Lara and Thompson, and oil and a pitch lake but this is the embodiment of the trini spirit. This is their moment in time. This is their golden child. This is their 8th wonder of the world. This is trini carnival. The place where normel men and women become stars amongst stars; this is where inhibition meets reckless abandonment. This is where soca meets the people and transforms them in to beings of pleasure. This is their spot in the solar verse (big up Kae-Toya for that word same way). This is where guys like Jeremey Davis and Ranan Emanuel throw caution to the wind and embrace the alternate realities of life. Where boys become men and men act like boys. Where women get to reveal the results of months on months of early morning jogging and gruelling gym routines and diets or where others just let it all hang out.

None the less the day’s progress and Friday turns to Saturday to Sunday Monday & Tuesday and by time Ash Wednesday rolls around the towns would have been turned upside down. The merriment would have been had, some happy some sad, others wishing nine months from now that the weekend hasn’t produced a lad. But when it’s all said and done and the last song has been sung its back to reality, the mundane commonality.

So to all who will take part in this greatest fete on earth I say be safe and have fun. To all those who won't I can only assume that like me your work has once again found a way to interrupt the amazing event that many of us refer to as life.

P.S. this post was supposed to be work related but after I started writing and realised today is carnival weekend in Trinidad, my fingers just took over.