A Rotten Person Travels the Caribbean

A Grump in Paradise Discovers that Anyplace it’s Legal to Carry a Machete is Comedy Just Waiting to Happen

“If you look at a map, you will see that the island chain known as the Caribbean, or, to confuse you, the West Indies, lies between Florida and South America and resembles a string of gems or drool.”

And so begins Gary Buslik’s tale of tropical adventure gone wrong. Each chapter of this often hilarious and often poignant travelogue recounts another island-hopping, culture-clashing crisis that pits the homesick author against falling coconuts, hospitals that remove wrong organs, insects as big as bombers, ticket agents that put him on hold for hours, mysteriously calculated currency exchanges, over-proofed rum, livestock, singing Rastafarians, garbage-bin sex, peanut-crazed children, Idi Amin, flesh-eating monkeys, dentists, cricket, steel drum bands, and the French.

Screamingly funny, Buslik once again plies the Caribbean with shark eye and barracuda wit. Fortunately, even when making fun of his West Indian hosts, the curmudgeonly author’s essential good nature twinkles through, and in the end his stubborn geocentricity gives way to a heartfelt appreciation of his island hosts.

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