Tuesday I spend half the day getting my hair braided. My driver negotiated a nice lady to come to my room, wash and greese my scalp and but braids in my hair for 20% what I would pay back in the states.

I guess it would have been better to go to the braid shop in the hut on the roundabout, but they dont have air condition and Im just not quite there yet. lol.

So her and I had a nice day enjoying the breeze in my room, watching lifetime movies on Tv and Im drinking rum Punch and having food delieverd to my room like a spoiled girl but I didnt care.

I recall a conversation with her:

Her: "Why is there so much suicide in America?
Me: Oh you know the stress of life, feeling of hopelessness, lots of different factors.
Her: And the cold too. Its very cold there.
ME: Yes, around the Holidays there are more suicides, but I dont think that has to do with the cold. It has more to do with...
Her: You know, they should smoke Marijuana. Then I dont think there will be no more suicide. Its medicine you know...

Is that not the best conversation EVER?