In the wee hours of Carnival Monday morning, while most were asleep, revelers were in the streets all over Trinidad and Tobago celebrating Jouvert, the beginning of carnival. And it was no different in Maracas, my home town. Instead of going down we usually have our own internal “jump up” for Jouvert. All the villages come together with their jouvert bands to be judged at the savannah. Over the years it has been growing, with more and more people participating from the different villages. It was really an experience.
Of course, as the trini saying goes “yuh cah play mas if yuh ‘fraid powder”… or mud or paint for that matter. So at the end of the celebrations, I had paint and mud all over me: my head was covered in paint; my hands got paint; and my new t-shirt got paint that spoiled it, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Next time, I will have to wear some old clothes though! Enjoy.
In the end, I got chicken and beer from this guy.
Jouvert 2009 was great!