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Anticipation for the Upcoming Trip

Uggg! the anticipation for the upcoming trip is brutal. The first official countdown was 180 days now we are looking at 3 days and a ‘wake up’. Been checking out some business opportunities in Ambergris Caye, an Internet Cafe looks promising…probably not going to happen, but it is fun to dream. Ah, living life on a barrier reef makes me think of J. Maarten Troost’s book “The Sex Life of Cannibals: Adrift in the Equatorial Pacific”.


9780767915304_p0_v1_s260x420-2013-05-19-09-42.jpgThe Sex Lives of Cannibals tells the hilarious story of what happens when Troost discovers that Tarawa is not the island paradise he dreamed of. Falling into one amusing misadventure after another, Troost struggles through relentless, stifling heat, a variety of deadly bacteria, polluted seas, toxic fish—all in a country where the only music to be heard for miles around is “La Macarena.” He and his stalwart girlfriend Sylvia spend the next two years battling incompetent government officials, alarmingly large critters, erratic electricity, and a paucity of food options (including the Great Beer Crisis); and contending with a bizarre cast of local characters, including “Half-Dead Fred” and the self-proclaimed Poet Laureate of Tarawa (a British drunkard who’s never written a poem in his life).

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