Neverland

Someday, I want to own the Gringo Bar. I will fix drinks, make food, run a little hostel (and really broke college students can camp on the beach for like $2), and lead tours (of the alligator infested laguna, the mountains, the reef, whatever). I will live in a little house outside of town and purify my own ocean water in some sustainible way. I will set up a hammock under the mango tree and write and I will walk the beach under the stars where you can still see them. If there are no tours of happy Germans or Russians or American yuppie divers (or missionary teams that seem to frequent the area) I will head off into the forest on my own to see what the frogs are doing and how fast the evil fungus is growing in my population. When I colaborate with the folks back home we might have some great ideas about why hylids have fewer parasites and publish a bit on why everyone should be nomadic. And if dendrobatids dont get the fungus, wow that would be cool, that would be....SO cool. I think I need to get my masters first...maybe even my doctorate if I want to publish on my own. Mrrrr. Someday...I will own the gringo bar...