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They looked different from everyone else, in their breeches and togas.Often they behaved as if they owned the city, which worried everyone else.
Anyway, everything was hidden from view; canoes, paths and villages.Everything began well when I booked into a guesthouse in Paramaribo.It was a large wooden building with an old slave-house at the back.If I were to design the perfect city, it would be like Paramaribo.It would all be white, and have a river running through it.Meanwhile, the police would be called the Korps Politie, and would wear white gloves and ride around on bicycles.
There'd also be an alligator living in the city's pond, eating all the strays.
Oddly, this was once one of the greatest cities of the 18th century.
In 1674, the British had swapped Suriname for New York and were lampooned for their folly.
In the middle of the city was a large grassy field, known a little grandly as Independence Square. Around the edge were palm trees and mangos, the wedding cake palace and a splendidly crooked old courthouse, which looked like the backdrop to a Rembrandt.
I noticed it wasn't just me; everyone loved it here.
Each afternoon people would appear with kites and easels, or would dance in the grass.