But there is something more out there that continually challenged visitors catch. And no amount of mainland squeeze can draw them out before they are ready to die. Which, sadly, they must eventually do. The shirt with the giant hibiscus on it again looks fashionably out of place. The Rastafarian lifestyle, which once seemed so right for you, now looks a little incongruent with your fast track career goals.
Blue drinks glow like nuclear waste.
But someone has had the good sense to keep Bob Marley on the stereo, and after a while you settle in. You drift off by yourself to a corner of the yard, you listen for the sound of a faraway breaker. And that is when you know the hangover has passed, and it is time to go back for more. This article was copied from an American Way Magazine, dated July 15th, 1996. It was written by Chuck Thompson.