It’s Monday September 1st 2008. It’s J’ouvert, an early morning revelry of panmen, musicians, and merrymakers, onlookers and masqueraders, the dance of the Red Devils, and baby powder filled the air with a pleasant refreshing smell as it is being thrown by the White devils. There were others covered in other concoctions which are supposed to resemble mud or oil.
I watch a motley crowd pouring out from all corners and filled the street with bubbling spirits of merriment. Flags of the Caribbean countries rippled across the street as a field of exotic flowers blown by 
a gust of wind. Hope is weaved into bright and showy raiment and dreams are shaped into melody. To fuel the soul drink Carib, Guinness or Heineken beers, and feast on jerk chicken, boil corn, roast corn, and hot spicy corn, hot pepper shrimps and hot crab legs.
After sunrise the J’ouvert finishes, most people will go home to shower and then change into their better clothes or costumes to take part in the main parade hours later.
Faint or frisky, sober or stone the crowd glows.
-Written by Zerina Phillip
-Photography by Zerina Phillip
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Pronounced “Jew-Vaay”
I think Jourvet is more about the wildness. I always jump up for jourvet never for carnival too tired mostly. I think carnival is for all those people who like breakfast parties and all dat. See me I does only patry at night yuh supposed to go to work in the day.
@ Jason C. I jump up at both! Work takes a back seat during carnival time!