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…

Sleep -Not!

In a dual of epic porportions, torrential rains play kettle drums on my roof competing with roaring monkeys howling their supreme dominance to all. Dreams of easy hot nights posponed due to nature.