92| Away From Everything

BALIA

Senna had insisted on sponsoring my vacation to Trinidad and Tobago. It was a dual island in the Caribbean nation, bothering Venezuela.

I had taken flights, stopping at different countries and touring most of the time we had there, and when we finally got to the island, we were welcomed warmly into a restaurant with Creole cuisines, tasty and flavourful.

After having a fulfilling meal, I took a cab to my hotel and booked a room for a week before retiring to my bedroom.

It felt good to be here, away from the world you are used to. Here, the people are different. The atmosphere is different. People don't breathe over your neck or try to snoop into your daily life.

Oh well, that's what comes with being a tourist. I could live without having to identify with any community.

My first night here was terrific. After I had gotten well-rested, we got a call from the tour guide, informing us that we would be walking to a specific beach.

I grabbed a shawl and a jacket, not knowing wh