Around we go

This is a brief Essay on the benefits of Roundabouts. It may not make any sense, but making sense is not my goal today.

Traffic congestion is perhaps one of the most vexing problems a commuting
society deals with. From Public Transport to properly built highway systems, there are many solutions to the never ending problem. But sometimes, the simplest solution has the greatest effect. In comes in the form of a Roundabout. The Roundabout has helped solve mans greatest quest in taming traffic. It won't defeat Al-Qaeda, but it is awfully fun to drive around and around and around and around.....

Man worldwide, except us North Americans, have reaped the benefits of the Roundabout since the age of time. With no need to stop, traffic flows freely and effortlessly around the Roundabout to it's desired next road. No electricity is used for traffic lights; just simple functionality of the ever popular circle.

For those looking for adventure, the Roundabout offers a thrilling ride. See how many loop-de-loops you can do without getting you or your passenger dizzy! Go really fastand see if your car can handle the sharp, constant turn.

Those extreme showman can try this: Run around a baseball bat 10 times with your
forehead on the handle while the end barrel never leaves the ground. Shot gun a beer, jump in your car and drive in the Roundabout 10 times as fast as you can. Pick the first exit, drive down it at top speed for 30m. Jump out of car and do 5 jumping Jacks while singing your favorite Madonna song. You will now know what it feels like to be alive.

All for Roundabouts, say 'Aye'

AYE!

Old Gold and Coke please

What a week.

Nicole and I ran around the country going from meeting to meeting (trying to locate buildings and offices in a country without street signs is an interesting chore) talking with the biggest CEO's, General Directors and Marketing Managers on the island. This week was busy as hell.

Picture us driving around the island, not completely sure where we are going,
Nicole is on the phone getting directions whilst driving; I am on the computer going over my Interview notes and reviewing our strategy aloud with Nic. My tie is done up all the way, and it's hot as shit outside. We arrive at the place and it's go time.

Change of Pace

It can get hectic, but the Bajan rum and cool nights puts everything back to ease.
Last night I met up with an old University friend, Theresa and her boyfriend Chris. Through them, I ran into many other Bajans that I had met my previous time here when I visited Theresa and her cousin Jaime some 5 years ago. It was great fun running into them all, and brought back a lot of memories.

By 4am, it was time to leave the bar. Not because it was closing time, but because I could no longer function.

Harbour Lights is perhaps one of the best bars in the world, mixing an old Colonial House on a beach to the sweetest Caribbean music your ears will ever open up to. I felt like arse in the morning, but it was worth every sip!

Old Gold and Coke, I like you.

Earthquake

Thursday afternoon there was a 7.4 Earthquake here in the Caribbean off the
coast of St. Martinique. It was the most fucked up thing I have ever
felt. Everything was rocking back and forth: the cars, the ground, the
buildings.

I had just come in from the sun and sat down on my
couch. I was thinking, damn, I must have gotten a lot of sun as I felt
that the whole room began to sway back and forth. But then i was like,wtf, everything really is swaying - I ran outside and saw the parked cars swaying, the buildings
swaying, and people running out of the buildings looking around
confused as ever. I felt like a was surfing the ground, trying to stay
up.

Stories were shared all that night and the next, on where
they were when it all happened. Some told of being at the beach, where
the waves got bigger and where locals jumped on the roofs of buildings
looking out for a tsunami. One lady was interviewed and though someone
was kicking her chair. One man said he felt drunk, and in his own words
he finishes "but I knew me never had one drink yet, me drink nothing".

In all, we had 2 minutes of tremors, and it was an unbelievable feeling. Luckily there was very little damage here, and no one was hurt. It actually turned out to be kind of interesting and neat in some bizarre way.

For some reason the ACDC's song came on into my head later that night, and has been with me for the past few days: 'you shook me all night long'

At least that song is better than Hanson's MMM Bop. I'm just surprised it took an earthquake to get that stupid song out of my head.