Contributing to the living map: eating murtabak in a trinidadian stripmall.

I have always enjoyed mapping my local area…by this I mean I love learning about a place by walking the streets, learning about the history and learning about its people to the point of distraction. On more than one occaision I have been fired from/severely reprimanded for being late back to work during lunch hour because I went exploring. This was mostly while working in London where I would eat sandwiches on the gravesite of John Donne…of no man is an island fame…or even the grave of Mr Bligh…of mutiny of the bounty fame( I know a lot of graves). The more you walk the more you observe and interact with your surrounding space and before you know it you are tripping over history and local flavour wherever you are.

For example at one time in the middle of a the local strip mall here in Endeavour a restaurant hung a very curious sign out saying…we sell murtabak…curiousity got the better of me and before you know I was sampling this lovely delicious yemeni delicacy. One of the joys I guess of mapping an area is finding something new and unexpected what you thought was a familiar place.

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