I went and got out some cash, found a taxi to take me, the taxi driver had told me to let him know when I was ready to leave, when I was ready I couldn't even find him so I went outside. He came over to me, took me to his cab and left. He was a really cool guy called Patrick, he was explaining that he didn't want to make the tourist information bloke look bad but he didn't agree with the place that he had recommended, it was in a dodgy area and wasn't as cheap as there was. He said he would drive me around a bit, show me the city, then take me to a couple of places he knew in a good area and were relatively cheap. He did say that he would take me to the place I had been told to go to if I didn't like his recommendations. On the drive we had a chat, he told me a little about the country, the 'drink driving' law had only been passed about two months ago. What the hell, it was legal to drink and drive and a taxi driver was admitting this to me, doesn't feel me with much confidence on the whole taxi situation in Trinidad. They had to now wear seatbelts as well. What really shocked me was that they drove on the left hand side of the road like back in England, it was so strange to see this after being used to cars driving on the right hand side. We spoke about rum, a lot of talk about rum, it is true that the Caribbeans do drink a lot of rum. They have this stuff called 'punchen' rum, it is around 75% volume so pretty damn strong, will definitely put hairs on your chest. I hadn't had a drink in a while, well, not too long only a few days but I had now been travelling for fifty two hours with about six hours sleep.