MEN!!!

Enough is enough. The men in this city are unbelievably needy. I am different and attractive, and for some, I am the ticket to freedom/the American dream. They don't understand women at all. They certainly don't understand modern women.

I explained to Lud's friends that I'm not in love with him, and know that I never will be. "Why don't you give him a chance?"
- Did you love every girl who has ever loved you? Every girl who approached you and bothered you with how much love she had for you?
- No, and there have been many!
- Impressed, I'm sure. But do you see what I mean?
- But he's in love... you could change your mind... it's different.
- It's different because I'm a girl?! Diana, help me out here! Did you fall in love with every man who wanted to date you or said that he loved you?

- Oh no!! Of course not!

She tried to explain, but it's like their brain goes blank when you try to make sense of it. They still couldn't compute, and now one of Lud's friends is in love with me too. They both say that it's because I'm so great, but they also say that they have decided that they will marry a white woman. Every white woman therefore becomes the potential mother of their children. Beautiful melado babies, they say. Yovo!

I'll concede that I'm great (so modest am I), but as much as they proclaim love, one must wonder whether it's the illusion of riches and fortune and a visa for Canada that is really attractive to them. Because to them, white = money and America = the easy life. Little do they know, people are miserable everywhere. Poor souls. I pray for them.

At least here they have sunshine and a beautiful beach. Take what you can get, boys.

Immigration is HARD and I am not someone's free ride. My friend Jeanne and her American husband are having a really tough time getting all his paper's sorted out, and he's a friendly neighbour! These guys don't speak English, have no savings and no real skills that might be on Canada's "easy entry" list.

I just can't respect someone who thinks they can get what they want by asking someone else to do it for them. Teach me English Maria! Marry me and take me to your country Maria! Everything will be fine and we will be happy! I promise!!

Oh really. Honey, I have been through a lot of shit in my life, and I can smell your cluelessness a mile away.


I decided against staying at the Novotel this weekend. Rooms are $250 a night!! Instead I paid $10 to sit by the pool all day, and had a nice buffet lunch for another $20. An expensive day, but you have to pay for peace and quiet around here. It was so worth it. It was so hot out I was dripping sweat just sitting by the pool...

Apparently the pool made me sick! I got home and thought I'd spent too much time in the sun, but then everyone at Diana's bar* said it was because I went swimming in the water and there was probably a lot of sea water in the pool... Here, apparently, it makes you sick!

I also found an AWESOME beach that is CLEAN and fun. They call it the tourist beach, but it's really called la plage des Cocotiers (coconut tree beach, dunno why, it's not particularly tree-full) and it's also called Obama Beach! Oh Obama. I miss hearing about Obama.

Anyway, people left me alone there. There's also a spot you can leave your bag if you want to walk around or go swimming, which is nice. The waves are pretty crazy though, so I'll stay on the shore.

*Went to Diana's bar cuz I needed to eat and didn't have any food and it was Valentine's day and Lud was insisting we do something... so to appease him and to get me some company I told him to call his friends and come visit me, then we all went to Diana's bar cuz I was sick and hungry... she made me pasta! Poor Lud didn't know what to do with himself. He's trying to back off but is still so frustrated that I won't just love him already!!

OH! I also went to see the club owner to see if i could use their DJ equipment. They said that I can use it before the club opens on Saturday, and I should come around 11pm cuz they open at 1am and then I can talk to the DJ. Hopefully soon I'll find someone with equipment, cuz these beaches were made for parties.