Paradise Found

march 11/12 I decided to splurge for my last week and I was crystal clear about what  I wanted: QUIET! Which means no barking dogs, no roosters, no loud men proving virility via volume, no music, no drums and, even, no howler monkeys. I wanted my room/cabana/hut whatever, close to the water – not near-by,…

Cat in the Cabin – the final chapter

I am not going to drag you through all the angst-ridden  details of this story, you just don’t deserve to be witness to all the drama and I don’t need the eye-rolling. Suffice to say I have confirmed my status as a card-carrying neurotic worthy of Woody Allen status. Seriously, I was obviously not drinking…