Suit and Tie

This past week down here in Barbados has been an exciting and interesting one for sure.

The weekend was spent as a proper weekend should: hitting the beach during the day and hitting the bars even harder at night. Welcome to Barbados!!!

But by Monday morning, I found myself dressed in suit and tie sweating my Canadian ass off, wondering why I find myself looking like this as we walk by tourists and locals with their shirts off having a drink from a fresh coconut. Whose the sucker? I am. Dammit. The weekends better make up for it!

The week has gone by well. 2 meetings, 2 contracts signed. I am batting 100.

But left that, I am not here to bat 100. I am here to learn, to gain experience, and to have some fun. I get to go swimming on my lunches, and have my runs along the beach. If I can make money here too by wearing a tie and a dark suit for 8 hours of the day, so be it. I'll suck it up and soak it all in.

Besides, one sip of Bajan Rum and coke makes me think I'm a tourist all over again, and that is what it's all about.