Laying on a beach in the Dominican Republic sipping on a tropical drink that may even contain a tiny, florescent pink umbrella.
I cannot express to you how happy I feel at the thought of not being in this frozen, midwestern wasteland for the better part of a week. The thought of the sun once again caressing my skin, wearing breathable clothing, salsa dancing in the breezy, Caribbean night...I am currently smiling from ear to ear! The best part is that it is free! My friend's dad gives her a trip every year for her and a friend and guess who is the lucky, lucky friend...MOI :)
I have been relatively mopey lately so this comes at a VERY good time.
The only bittersweet feeling I have about going to the Caribbean is that I always feel kind of like an imperial, asshole tourist going to stay at some beautiful resort while outside the walls lies unspeakable poverty most of the time. I can't help but feel ashamed. That is why I get into a lot of fights when I go on vacation, I get unspeakably angry when American tourists act like jackasses. When I sense an American being mean to a local, I turn into some kind of tiny, righteous monster and I verbally rip their heads off. I can't help myself, I always have to say something...which in turn always causes some tension and embarrassment with whoever happens to be accompanying me.
Tomorrow I have an interview for a job in Bali and then Wednesday I have an interview for a job in Puebla. However, I think the one in Bali begins relatively soon and the one in Puebla not for a while. I shall see how that goes. I decided not to go to Jakarta, I really just don't see myself living there.
I talked to Julian today. It turned out to be the best conversation we've had since breaking up. I actually hung up with a smile on my face instead of tears in my eyes.
This morning while driving I heard my favorite oldie of all time. Who can honestly listen to this song and not feel good? As soon as it came on I was singing really loud and bouncing about in my seat at a stoplight only to turn and see a guy in a truck observing me.
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