These gutters obviously speak to the amount of rain that the Caribbean gets. One can only imagine that they're of torrential proportions.
But MAAAN.... I'd sure hate to fall into one of them! Perhaps it's a good thing that klutz's like me don't live there!
As you enter the city past Constitution River from the bus terminus, there are several stalls and shacks set up selling drinks, souvenirs, tattoos and a variety of other things. I was asked if I wanted to buy a special smoke here a couple of times. There is no pressure or anything and they only seemed to ask a few people (maybe I was just lucky?). It never happened anywhere else. Keep it in mind anyway.