And as evident of our migrant struggles, even though the government workers, translator, and locals took off their masks, we were hesitant to do so in case we might jeopardize anything. You never know when the big boss man might walk in the room an cancel the whole thing because we weren't following the "corona rules."

We've had nothing but bad experiences with Babylon, so we chose to do everything by the book and not give the system any reason to refuse us. Living in Cambodia for 10 years though makes this whole mask debacle no big deal to me. I voluntarily put a mask on every day in Cambodian when cycling to the market, mostly to avoid brake dust, diesel soot particles, and road dust.

On the menu was the blandest food I've even yet in Suriname. The broccoli was freezer burnt and flavorless, and the other dishes weren't memorable enough to mention. The bar for good food is very low here, and I've had better meals from shacks in an alley in JA than I have at very expensive restaurants here in Suriname. But we shall make manifest soon and we will be dishing Ital food for the public somewhere again in due time.

!ENGAGE 20