i love those sunsets that have to fight their way through the clouds sending spokes of colored light in every direction before finally diving into the sea.
especially when i can share them with friends from the tranquila bar dock. with an ice cold beer.
a lot of my friends (not that I have that many) seem to be leaving the island lately. some for opportunity, some for hard life choices. that's the biggest problem with living in a place like this. you keep losing family.
and the longer you're here the harder it gets to let new people in. i know it's the same in "real life" it's just that it seems more noticable here.
today i start the "fix my stove" quest in ernest. i know intellectually that playing with matches and propane in an enclosed space is not the smartest thing i've ever done but, somehow, it just seems like a good idea today.
after that (if there is an after that) i plan to stand on a rickety plastic chair in my shower and try to fix my showerhead. don't worry, i'm going to tie a safety line to the shower curtain rod.
it's a good day to tempt fate.
it's time for me to quit drinking tequila again. i'm starting to hear rumors about myself that sound a little too close to the truth. in the last two weeks alone i've actually been in the bar until closing. at least once i stayed after lights out. for two hours. this has to have something to do with the new "mustacheless" jungle. my evil twin.
i think i'm going to start spreading the infamous beer dogs around the island again. once a week i've decided to try cooking in the afternoon at colibri hotel. hey, swimming pool, cold beer, hot women...it's a no brainer, folks.
well, i'm off for another cup of coffee.