Two Degrees of Separation

When I got to St. Maarten people keep telling me that I am never going to leave. I told them I have been and left so many places I doubt this one will be any different. To illustrate this I highlighted the festivities on the Independence day ... there were none. I said: "You're telling me I'm going to miss ... nothing?"
Four months later and I must say St. Maarten has hidden depths. From the parties to the dramas. It is all here. I have been partying every weekend for the last six weeks or so. Last night no exception. It started with dinner at someone's house and ended up in my bed 5.30 am. In between I went to a ghetto hangout where the smell of marihuana hit you as soon as you walked in, a grown-up hangout where the old man lure at you and the "in" place where you can get drugs for the low price of $20.
And the drama. Here everyone cheats or is in the process of starting to cheat. Everyone men and women it doesn't matter. They cheat openly. I've been asked out on dates by married man. The problem for him was that the culture that allows him to cheat also knows how to gossip. So advice to anyone who wants to start something with a St. Maartener .... always inquire about his past, present and future. You'll be surprised how small this place is. It's not about six degrees of separation, more like two degrees of separation.
But I love it. The drama ... I am all ears. Who has been caught in bed with whom and whose baby mama that is, and who has counter cheated with someone's best friend or even with their wife/husband best friend. The Friendly Island and more ways than one.

p.s. I was flattered when he told me he likes to unwrap presents ...

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  1. Maurette AntersijnFebruary 23, 2011 at 7:55 AM

    I am guilty of spreading false rumors. Besides the guy not being married .... I also got his name wrong.

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