Its 86 on a Saturday night.
The island is crowded with a strange mixture. A bunch of college students (I think) from the US. They were gathered to watch the football game at the sports bar next door this afternoon. There are quite a group of them, but so far they have been quite orderly (…Touch wood).
There are a few ‘question marks’ booked in upstairs. That’s the term I use when I suspect a sleepless night ahead. They’ve been quiet enough so far, but we’ll see after they get a few drinks into them – which is generally about 2 – 3:00 in the morning.
Wednesday and Saturday nights are ‘penance nights’. Those are the nights when the bar up the beach has a 3-hour stretch of ‘live’ music – one guy on an electronic keyboard.
I preface this by saying that I dislike repetition of any kind. Once it is done, or said … or sung twice, it starts to grate on my nerves a third time and beyond. Suffice to say that the bass chords of reggae music are the same, as is the key, as is the beat, so you can imagine my frayed nerves at the end of three hours of this repetitious thumping.
In addition, like most music on Ambergris, it is two or three times as loud as it should be, and the singer is only ‘close’ to the key most of the time.
I already have a headache and there are a full hour, three minutes, and 15 seconds to go! (But who’s counting?)
It was 86 degrees today, with no breeze, and the week is forecast to be the same. I’m working outside, and it’s hot.
More next time.