Overwhelmed with culture
Hi everyone! I am here, scutilum deep in exam nonsense, and I thought I'd take a minute to give you all some insight into what the day-to-day is really like here on St. Kitts. Though I am grateful to be living in such a beautiful place, there are certain things that we, as Ross students, have to get used to in order to not lose our minds.
We went to the movies this past friday night. Harry Potter 5 had finally reached the island and we thought it would be a perfect plan to have a relaxed night at the movies, go home early, and rest up to start studying on Sat. So I've decided to paint you a picture of what this type of evening entails here on St. Kitts.
Imagine for me: You are sitting in a dingy, slightly rank room that at maximum holds no more than 75 people. The "bathroom", which consists of two co-ed stalls which I have been told have recently acquired the luxury of doors, is in complete and utter darkness. The occupants of the back half of the theater are having conversations loudly, as if the movie they are seeing is very rudely disrupting their night out. And all the while, between trying to sort whether to turn around and yell something, swat at the rat lingering near your feet, or take another swig of beer, you must continue to focus on the movie, whose spanish subtitles are jumping frame every 23 minutes at reel change. By the time you emerge from this experience, I promise you that you are quite ready to go back to watching the bootlegged version on your laptop. My peanut hay-loving friend put it well as we stepped out of the theater when she said, "I feel dirty."
That is all.
We went to the movies this past friday night. Harry Potter 5 had finally reached the island and we thought it would be a perfect plan to have a relaxed night at the movies, go home early, and rest up to start studying on Sat. So I've decided to paint you a picture of what this type of evening entails here on St. Kitts.
Imagine for me: You are sitting in a dingy, slightly rank room that at maximum holds no more than 75 people. The "bathroom", which consists of two co-ed stalls which I have been told have recently acquired the luxury of doors, is in complete and utter darkness. The occupants of the back half of the theater are having conversations loudly, as if the movie they are seeing is very rudely disrupting their night out. And all the while, between trying to sort whether to turn around and yell something, swat at the rat lingering near your feet, or take another swig of beer, you must continue to focus on the movie, whose spanish subtitles are jumping frame every 23 minutes at reel change. By the time you emerge from this experience, I promise you that you are quite ready to go back to watching the bootlegged version on your laptop. My peanut hay-loving friend put it well as we stepped out of the theater when she said, "I feel dirty."
That is all.
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