The power cord saga continues…

NO POWER CORD YET! Errrgh! The cord that was supposed to be delivered (by a computer store here in San Pedro, Belize) a week ago Thursday, and that would arrive “for certain” Friday, and “absolutely certain” yesterday, hasn’t. Niow I’m beginning to wonder if it will arrive while I’m still here (i.e. before May), or for that matter in my lifetime.

It would have been nice to have it for working on the novel, but as it is the manuscript will go to the publisher tomorrow. There’s still work to be done on it – there always is – but the ball will start rolling tomorrow.

It’s another perfect day, weatherwise, (a hazy 82F), and it was a surprisingly quiet night for a Saturday, so life is fairly good. Mind you, it will only last until the alcohol sinks in.  The the voices will crank up, together with the rap-crap, and it will be ‘sleepless in San Pedro’ again.

Going to do my lunch run in a minute. It’s about a half mile (round trip), so I get my exercise while I’m at it. I also pick up dinner, so I have two meals for less than one in the restaurants. I’ve been able to cut my food bill by half, that way.

More next time

Power cord saga … Part trois!

The stolen power cord that was due last week, and today “for sure,”  is still somewhere out there in the ether. I’ve spent $150 BZD ($110 CAD) to replace it, and at least $35 CAD in taxi fares so far, and I’m still using the 15″. Moreover, the manuscript is due at the publishers on Monday.

Given that, I decided to come to my favourite restaurant for a relaxing drink.

Did I say “relaxing?” The restaurant sound system is pumping out some of that mindless racket they call music these days, but to make matters worse there are a bunch of bimbos at the next table that brought their own. They, of course, and busy talking, so I’m the only one left listening to this crap – and I can’t stand it, To me it is like getting a root canal without the benefit of freezing.

Otherwise, the manuscript should go the the publisher on Monday, and I have picked the models for the front cover. They are fairly representative of the main characters, as is, but my designer will tweak  them a bit more to fit. I am really looking forward to seeing the finished product.

The temperature is cool for Belize (24C) and overcast, but I have a light sweater that is just right.

There are two chaps from Petawawa staying next door, and they tell me that they were approached to buy drugs between the office and their room.

I’ll share the front cover, etc., when it’s finished.

The power cord saga, Part deux…

You may recall that some low-life stole the power cord for my 17″ computer from the veranda here in San Pedro.

That was several weeks ago, so after searching around for another I finally decided to have the computer store order a new one from Hewlett Packard.

Yes, they could do that, and it would be delivered here to the hotel on January 21st.

On the 23rd I hired a cab and visited the said store to find out where my power cord was.

Seems there was a problem with delivery, and it won’t arrive until January 29th. Meanwhile, the manuscript to Two Irish Lads: Second Edition goes to the publisher February 1st, so it won’t make much difference having the other computer up and running by then.

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I was having breakfast the other day, and the couple at the next table noticed the Canadian label on my walker. We got chatting after that, and I discovered they were from Orillia, of all places.

Small world.

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Speaking of such things, I received a letter from someone I haven’t seen since the 1990s. Moreover, he sent a newspaper clipping from when I was on council in 1971. 1971! – Has it really been that long?! It’s frightening how quickly time passes.

I had better start writing twice as fast, because I still have more stories than years to write them.

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COMING MARCH 1st, 2016 – FOR YOUR ST. PATRICK’S DAY READING PLEASURE!

A NEW AND revised version of TWO IRISH LADS.

sean with axe copy

WATCH FOR IT!

Another day in ‘paradise’…

Yes, as I have said before, geographically and temperature-wise it is a paradise. Presently it’s 28C (88F) under clear blue skies … But it seldom varies. Even when it rains, it rains at night or for about 15 minutes, max.

And then there is the human element – or at least some of them – and the other becomes tarnished to say the least. The noisy Latinos, the screaming kids, the rap-crap or quintessential reggae beats, the inconsiderate locals and tourists combined, andf the drunks. The all work in shifts.

Presently I’m surround on both sides by entitlement.

For example, I have my workstation that I have partially set-up myself, and it is where I work and have worked 12-hours a day since I got here 2 1/2 months ago. However, when I got back from breakfast, someone was sitting there – despite the fact there were seats outside his own room.

Well … It didn’t take long for me to evict this interloper in no uncertain terms. He was quite surly about it, but he left just the same.

Here are some photo updates…

It's pina-colada weather ... As a matter of fact, I may go for one as soon as I finish this post.
It’s pina-colada weather … As a matter of fact, I may go for one as soon as I finish this post.

 

If you were going to park a truck, and you were an idiot, where would you park it? Why, across a sidewalk, of course.
If you were going to park a truck, and you were an idiot, where would you park it? Why, across a sidewalk, of course.

 

Along the same lines, if you were going to park a golf cart, and you were absolutely clueless, where would you park it? Why, beside some idiot's truck parked across the sidewalk.
Along the same lines, if you were going to park a golf cart, and you were absolutely clueless, where would you park it? Why, beside some idiot’s truck parked across the sidewalk.

Shopping…

I went shopping today. Didn’t bring anything home, but I managed to spend over $200 BZD – $50 to stay in the country, and $150 for a power cord that would fit my 17″ computer.

So, some low-life moron who stole the original – he/she can’t use – has cost me about $105 CAD. That’s actually a fairly good price,  because one of the scams played by computer manufacturers is to charge an arm and a leg for after-market parts. So a power cord in Canada would cost about $139.

There is a group of ‘educators’ staying at the Inn – about a half-dozen of them., mid-twenties – who are here to set up some sort of course at the local elementary school. However, apart from  drinking and screwing, I haven’t seen too much education coming out of them.

This morning one came down stairs to lie in the hammock with his ipod playing rap crap. Now, I had just returned from an expensive breakfast with reggae-rap-crap playing far too loud in the background; someone’s spoiled brat reciting his “I wants” list as though he was Little Lord Fonelroy; and someone’s kid squealing around the pool.

Therefore, it didn’t take me long to tell this ‘cool dude’ to stow his music where it belonged.

I also need a new pair of shoes, but I’m gong to order those online. Even so, with he exchange rate, they will probably cost me nearly $100 CAD.

Such is life.

One more time with feeling…

I tried once before to update my blog, but the gods of the computer and internet were against me.

I get that a lot, here in Belize. From people stealing my power cord to a wifi system that is off and on, it’s always a gamble.

There was a Canadian film maker murdered here in San Pedro, this week. Apparently, according to the press, it was a robbery gone wrong. I’m not surprised, because there are some sinister-looking characters walking around, and you daren’t leave anything unattended. They will take anything and everything that isn’t under lock and key.

Presently there is someone using a power sander in the background. For an island in the middle of the sea, with a repetitively small population, one is constantly bathed in noise – even in the wee hours. At about 2:00 a couple of women came home drunk, babbling and slamming doors, and after they finished the garbage men came along to toss bottles , etc. So when you say you are going to bed, it doesn’t necessarily mean you are going to sleep.

One of the heart-breaking aspects around here are the feral dogs – about a dozen of them. They wander around unwanted, looking for water and food, and even affection. I try to save some scraps for them – one or two, anyway – but I can’t feedd them all. In addition, I don’t want them boding with me since they’ve already been abandoned one (or may more times.) It is very sad.

The wind has picked up again, and it is quite windy. The problem with winds is that it blows the sand around – fine partials that coat everything – and salt spray that makes it sticky. The temperature is fine, as usual (29C). but it feels cooler than it is.

Oh great. Someone with a kid just moved in a couple of doors away. More noise!

If you were going to leave a chair you had just sat on, where would park it? Why, in the middle of a busy sidewalk, of course. Belizeans are just ads inconsiderate as anyone else.
If you were going to leave a chair you had just sat on, where would park it? Why, in the middle of a busy sidewalk, of course. Belizeans are just ads inconsiderate as anyone else.
On New Year's Eve the town put on a fireworks display. It was quite spectacular - a full half hour - so I took a few photos. They're not great, but they will do.
On New Year’s Eve the town put on a fireworks display. It was quite spectacular – a full half hour – so I took a few photos. They’re not great, but they will do.
This is the finale, but the photo doesn't do it justice.
This is the finale, but the photo doesn’t do it justice.