La Dolce Vita

Now that last week's entourage is comfortably in the states enjoying television, refrigeration and transportation, I think it would be appropriate to discuss my daily routine. I wake up around 6:30 a.m., exercise, and open a book before breakfast. At 8:00, I am summoned by Actionnel's sister, who has kindly taken on the role of my cook, for a breakfast that consists of cereal or hot oatmeal and a hot coffee. I occupy the mornings by providing private English tutoring to the older students and researching electronic education resources. The isolation is not lonely; on the contrary, the ability to be alone to read and write, to the sound of laughing children and indistinguishable Caribbean radio under the tropical sun is invigorating. Lunch is always delicious and lately I have been supplied Coke and Sprite in addition to the water I requested. I have tried to reinstate the "siesta" into my schedule but I am almost guaranteed to be awoken by the excited student, shouting "Mo'gan, I found you. Now we can make an English practice!" I teach English in the afternoon and collect information on OFCB. With the exception of a handful of nursing homes, I am probably the only person that eats dinner between 4:30 p.m and 5:00. I have taken to reading fervidly during the evenings and I have recently finished "The Stranger" by Camus and "Heart of Darkness" by Conrad; the latter of which I highly recommend as a depiction of life in the tropics. My "assistant", a graduated student, has moved into my room and we spend the late hours speaking in tongues (a mixture of French, Kreyol, English and Spanish).
Once I have acclimated and have learned more Kreyol, I intend on moving into the hills to get a more enriching perspective than the somewhat pampered lifestyle I lead now. At the moment, however, I could not be happier.
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