We spent the morning at the beach. Somehow I managed to get a sunburn even though I spent 95% of my time in the shade. Of course I managed to lose the sunscreen between here and Madagascar. So, I think the beach will be avoided for the rest of the vacation.
We ran into Gosy’s ex-brother-in-law which was awkward. The break-up is recent and messy. He was appropriately embarrassed. At a loss for what to say, he said I was tanner than the last time we crossed paths. Yep, in eight years many things changed…including my tan?!?!?!?
I finally managed to hook into Perle’s WiFi today. Let me rephrase that, a 20 year old friend of my nephew figured it out for us. Are kids born these days knowing how to program computers?!?!?! I can’t seem to get anything done, I’m too busy surfing the internet. It’s been so long since I got to just lazily look at things. With the internet in Madagascar, I was lucky to get the blog uploaded almost every day. There’s this awesome account on Twitter called “Sh#tmydadsays” which is supposedly written by a 29 year old guy who lives with his dad. His dad says things like: “A parent's only as good as their dumbest kid. If one wins a Nobel Prize but the other gets robbed by a hooker, you failed.” That’s the cleanest example; most of the things he says are filled with expletives.
Outside of “Sh#tmydadsays” I don’t really understand Twitter. What’s the point? I don’t care what Lindsay Lohan is thinking every minute of the day. Does anyone?
We went to Olga’s house for dinner. I haven’t seen our niece Jade since she was one (she’s 9 now). She looks a little different!!! ;) Her brother Mika I’d never met. It was a good night. Good food, friends, and family.
Gosy and I were chatting with Nadine (Ceinthe’s wife) who is pregnant (yeah!!!). We were laughing about how hard parenthood can be. Gosy has to tell her (as he has told every single person we have seen in the last three months) that I had my tubes tied so he’ll never have a boy. She was shocked. Apparently in Reunion doctors will not sterilize a woman who is younger than 40. And even after the age of 40 you have to have a medical reason (i.e., having a baby would have to be a health risk). The desire to sleep all night, and not change diapers, are not good enough reasons!!! Apparently with the divorce rate, too many women were getting divorced, remarrying and changing their mind about wanting more children.
Everyone marveled over how big our children are. Of course, it is because they are American and Americans are HUGE. So, I always point out the fact that Tilia, our Malagasy niece, is the same age as Pela and bigger. I’m not sure why everyone feels the need to spew American stereotypes to our faces; but at least it’s reassuring that Americans are in fact, not the most inappropriate people on earth.