A tiny island in an alcoholic haze most the year. Populated by migratory drunkards seeking work, rich summer colonists, fleeting tourists, and a curious population of Jamaicans. This seasonal island goes from winter wasteland to summer colonial paradise every year, becoming a microcosm of cyclical drama for all those who regularly return.
Nothing that notable to say yet. I’m a native Michigander with a passion for human culture and new places, and more than that, new experiences. I have degrees in writing and anthropology and have no idea what I want to do with them. For now, I’m content with an unbound lifestyle; going where I want and doing what I can, and hopefully gaining some interesting stories along the way.