We’re here in Roatán, Honduras, a beautiful island with incredible scuba diving and a large expat community. It’s been raining heavily for the last 3 or 4 days now, for at least half of each day. This is out of the ordinary, given that it’s not the rainy season, and if we were here on a short vacation, I imagine we’d be pretty disappointed.
Fortunately, even in the rain, we’d be able to scuba dive, since it’s not like we’d very well be staying dry 30 feet below the surface of the ocean.
But that’s not on the agenda. Instead, we’re taking the time to get some work done, do some reading on our kindles, and decompress mentally.
Since we have all the time in the world to relax and frolic on the beach, it’s almost a relief when it rains, because we can just sit inside guilt-free. The bars are all still open, of course, so we could just knock back piña coladas all day, but there’s really just not any pressure to spend our time in any particular way, so we spend it maximizing the free time we’ll have the next time it’s sunny.
Since I never talk about reading, this sounds like a pretty good opportunity to recommend a few books. I recently read and loved The Martian, which is about an astronaut who gets stranded on Mars. It’s all very low sci-fi, so the earth is the same as we know it, except for the fact that we’ve begun manned space missions to Mars. The book is hilarious, tragic, and fascinating, and the protagonist’s personality shines as he tries to survive the unforgiving environment of the red planet.
A summer or two ago I read Marching Powder, which is a true story of life in a Bolivian prison for a convicted British drug trafficker. In this La Paz prison, everything is for sale, and prisoners have to rent their own cells. I read this in two days on my sailing trip to [the San Blas Islands in Panama] on a borrowed kindle. Considering how slowly I read, that’s pretty impressive.
I’ve also been re-reading a couple of things, primarily East of Eden and A Confederacy of Dunces. It’s been just about long enough since I read them the first time for me to enjoy them again.
I don’t have any rainy day photos to upload, and the internet’s pretty slow here, so here’s a picture of our little house here on Roatán, Honduras.