Just when I thought I had escaped the song that was the bane of my very existence for a few long months, it follows me halfway around the world, to the beach, from a monitor the size of the boat we took to the island.
After a nightmarish first day, things have been a little better, though not any cooler, since then. We went to the beach on...Saturday, I think, and that was actually a lot of fun. Of course, at our houses, it was another incredibly hot day, so once we got into the cool, clear water, all the worries of taking a taxi, a ferry, and a short walk in a place that barely speaks your second language, washed cleanly away. The water was beautiful, cold, and clear, which was good because black sea urchins are apparently a big problem and "they really really hurt."
After a nice day at the beach, it was time to change and jump right into ping pong. The ersatz ping pong table (two large green wooden boards on a table) is easily my favorite new feature of the house, though the gecko infestation is a close 2nd. I'm the best of me and my brothers, although Sam has beaten me a few times. We've played that more than the Wii since its been set up, and those of you reading this who know me and my brothers well should be pretty shocked by that. We'll miss it when we move into our actual place in January.
And one other thing before I go; the housemaids. Of course, growing up in southern Massachusetts, I have not ever had a maid or housewife or whatever you wanna call em. And to say that there are pros and cons to hiring one, would be a complete, overwhelming, understatement. Lets see, so I'm not allowed to walk around in my own house without being completely clothed. And, no, I don't walk around naked, you try getting business done when your own shirt is drenched with sweat! The natural reaction is to take your shirt off! And the both of em cleaned the only 2 bathrooms out of 5 with working showers right when I was trying to take one. And the traditional African dish they made for us on Friday had chicken of questionable...everything in it, along with some other unrecognizable little....things. But you bite into one of those juicy homemade burgers, in the middle of fresh, warm, homemade buns, next to your crispy homemade fries, crafted from potatoes you bought 2 hours ago, and tell me that the housemaids are a bit annoying. Didn't think so. I rest my case.
-Will
P.S.- The housemaids, by the way, are very nice ladies, and if they spoke english I'm sure we could have some engaging conversations. Don't let me paint em as bad people, I'm just not used to em yet.
"I am the gatekeeper of my own destiny, and I will have my glory day in the hot sun."
- Jack Black, Nacho Libre
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