After dropping the guys off at work, I went for a short drive.
Ant* didn't call or come by, so I decided to let him be.
I had every intent to go straight home, the car had other ideas.
Who would believe it?!...I was lost like a rass* on an island whose circumfrence could be driven in 30 minutes.
It's those confounded roundabouts!!!
@#$%&*
They are everywhere!
I decided to be thoughtful and fill the car up, for dad. $30 for a full tank of what?!...Can't possibly be gasoline...
!@#$%*
That's the last tank of gas I pay for daddy.
Sorry.
I came with money, but not *THAT* kind of money. Gas is 2.97 CI per gallon. Did ya'll get that?! Do the math if you can or dare. The exchange rate is 1 US Dollar = 80 Caymanian shillings. This SUCKS majorly!!! (Mental note to self: You are saying that way too much.)
All I can do is shake my head, meanwhile forking over my USDs to pay the filling station manager.
I start the car, open my Gatorade and mutter to myself the entire way home.
I did make it home by the way, it took another 27 minutes (to figure out the riggin friggin rotten frotten roundabouts...
...Just another day for you and me in PaRaDiSe.
I feel like the world's biggest gump right about now...