It's the simple things that make me happy. The internet and no shoes.
For some of those who know the boring details, it has been two months and I still do not have internet at my apartment. However, I should have it as of next week. Many of us would be thrilled to throw our Blackberrys/iPhones (or other PDSa) out the window, escape from our computers, shut off our emails. But when you have moved out of the country and are trying to (a) communicate with your friends and loved ones back home because a phone call is $4 a minute and Skype/Logitech/email are fabulous, and (b) trying to make administrative things happen (leasing, subleasing, banking, phone, internet, cars, medical, etc.), both in your home and new country, it gets a little hectic running in out of cafes which have internet.
So, I will spare you the icky details and just say, hurrah for internet next week!
And this morning I went to the gym. There is one gym on the island (8,000 residents on the island, btw). I decided to shower in the 30-second shower (it turns on for 30 seconds at a time -- water is not abundant here -- this is a very funny contrast to Reebok gym in NYC which is 140,000 square feet.) and head into town, Gustavia, after the gym instead of going home. But I forgot my shoes. A brightly colored sundress and Nike sneakers is really not an attractive look. But it's really okay to skip across the street from my car to a cafe in bare feet. Not my first choice, but nobody looked at me like I was crazy. And it was nice to have barefeet dangling off my coffee-bar stool. . .
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