I recently took a task in a new country.
This venue is unlike any venue I have ever lived.
There are people outside all the time, and no one seems to be in a rush, Island time is a real thing here, it seems. I am enjoying my new task and my new life. I have noticed a few things that are much different than life back home, but for one, there is rarely an a/c somewhere. Not one building I have looked at to live in has an a/c. Heating is not an issue, because the weather rarely drops below 73 degrees. At evening, an a/c would be nice, however honestly, it is not necessary. The trade winds blowing off of the ocean cool the town down at evening. Most people drive scooters or mopeds. There are a few taxies on the island reserved for paying tourists. I only think that these cars have A/C because I was in one on my way to toil recently. My scooter was broken down and my bike was stolen. It had been a while since I had been in a automobile or a home with AC, so the refreshing chilly air on my face was nice on the way to work. That evening, my friend offered to drop myself and others off back at my house. I declined and called a taxi. I wanted to sit in the A/C for as long as I could, and this was just the excuse to do so. Upon arriving back at my house, I began to think homesick for AC.