say good bye to the villa
430
Today we leave – late around 430pm. So let’s see what we can squeeze in B4 we jet. I have really enjoyed myself. And kinda sorry to leave. I talk to the office yesterday. Couldn’t help it. They called.
Went to Suga Bay for one last breakfast. Its partly cloudy with a sick breeze. What’s distinctive about VI (STT) is the hillside homes the high elevation and wonderful cool breezes in 87 degree weather.
I am thinking I should have journaled our last 12 vacations. At least the ones we did with Akoben. My hope is that he looks at this when he’s 30 and remembers the good times he had with his family. B4 he had to conquer the world where life only consisted of love, study, play, and the imaginary world.
Its always an adjustment to be around ak and mk all day everyday for 8 days. Since we spend so much time apart- intially we are geeked to be around each other and then as time rolls on we become impatient with our individual ideosyncrocies.(no spell check on blackberry)
At breakfast we discuss about the subculture slavery has produced and the cosmetic cultural face the VI has. Mainly because its a US territory that is owned operated by american corporations. And although one would think it would have the same developments as the US- WRONG! There is no undergound water pipes for the locals that live in the hills which range between 10,000 to 15,000 people. They use water systems that deliver water to tank resevoirs that are stored in the home. The prices are like miami or san diego. Nothing is really made in St Thomas, more St Croix or Puerto Rico, Jamaica, etc. But you get a sense that the people although US citizens but of Carribean culture long to distinguish themselves amoung west indian culture.
I guess its difficult position to be in politically. The roads are extremely narrow and quite dangerous. But the cruise ships are a complete symbol of imperialism and the gigantic beast that conquers the African.
Everywhere we go around he world we see the sme struggle of the African. We see the same capilatist regime that dominates people through oppression, monopoly, repression, and slavery.
One plantation to the other.
I always think of the spiritual context of the african psyche when we go to islands. And what kind of mixed emotions and energies come through living on the land your ancestors were brutalized and the ocean that many died in to escape captivity.
This vacation filled the spirit. And I am grateful to be able to experience this with my son. I needed this oppurtunity to get away from the grind. All thanks, honor and respect to the universal force that moves all. Ayibobo..
Akoben, I love you eternally. Fet y ba mun kyi.
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the view for breakfast is so spiritual, you can just completely lost in the meditation of it.
