|When we arrive it feels like this is what I've been searching for, this is my paradise.|
|I decide to spend a little more for a nice room. |
It costs $9 a night.
Later I learn the owner had died the day we arrived.
For the next three days they hold the wake in the main building.
It is an intimate and surreal experience.
|I'm also lucky enough to make a friend.|
As fate would have it, he is another English teacher on vacation from Prague.
|We explore the island together.|
Enjoying the $1.50 meals and winding paths.
|Truth be told, I couldn't be happier.|
|I could play on the beach forever.|
|One the way home we discover what that awful smell is, lol, dried sea urchin.|
|The island is nothing less than stunning.|
|And I love to watch my food simmer in cast-iron pots.|
|Since it was my last night, my friend and I left the rum on the porch |
and headed to the beach for a few light hearted evening cocktails.
|A few of the children stop by my porch to hang out for a bit.|
|I tried to savor my morning and my memories on my final day.|
|Alas the end finally came.|
As one last act of rest, I get a two hour Thai massage for $25.
The busses had wrecked havoc on my back.
Might as well fix it while I could afford it.
Then it really was time to go home.