The second set of photographs I found from Trinidad & Tobago are mostly from the west coast, somewhere between San Fernando and Port-of-Spain. I remember this hand-built temple in the ocean quite well, and the country is littered with sites like this. Churches, temples and mosques, because of the diverse nature of it’s citizens, there’s something to be found for everyone. Even skyscraper-size monkeys.
Paris is one of those cities I’d love to have lived in, but being in such close proximity (a few hours by train), I settled for just visiting as many times as I possibly could. This place is very dear to me, I’ve had some amazing times here, especially just before I emigrated to Canada. Wandering around the city at night, inhaling art, architecture and atmosphere…there’s few places I recall that left me wanting more. Paris, je t'aime.