I sometimes play this game where I ask persons to complete the following sentence: “You know you’re in the Caribbean when…” You get some delightful responses and often surprises; you should try it some time. To illustrate, here are some of my own:
In the washroom at an international airport, there is a neatly-lettered sign in the men’s toilet. “Please don’t stand on the toilet seat. Our toilets are cleaned and sanitized regularly.” Only in the Caribbean, I think.
Or you know you’re in the Caribbean when the toilet-door lock, in public buildings, either doesn’t line up or is missing completely; some time ago, I saw that in two hotels in Cuba, including, on the Bible, the former Hilton.
You don’t have to look; if you’re checking in at an airport and the lady in front of you is unpacking stuff from one suitcase into another suitcase, to make the baggage weight limit, while the husband stands there fuming, you’re in the Caribbean. Sometimes the
