Sally Peachy on Big Corn Island

Writing this from Little Corn Island where the generator is broken and I’m on a tethered iphone with 7% battery while playing some beats a pathological liar I met in Buenos Aires suggested I download. That recommendation may have been the only worthy words out of said gents mouth.

Turns out Big Corn came through for me in a big way. As though I was some odd traveler in an amphibious Tesla with a plethora of porters I rolled into town with a bag full of broken electronics and dreams. I searched high and low until a man named Eddy started getting mentioned and I set forth on the pursuit; with great haste might I add.

We caught him getting on a moto bike and a few hours later he was diagnosing my machine. I have some seriously geek friends as while most were doing whatever those did in the mid-90’s; I was living the BBS(bulletin board system) lifestyle. Suffice to say, Eddy was as patient and geeky as the best. My hard drive was corrupted so we found a used one, loaded up and here I am; back in my sweaty office on Little Corn.

Sally Peachy is the place in the photo and it’s on the east side of Big Corn. Big Corn has power all day and a decent signal aka you can maybe even stream a video. Brig Bay aka westside is the sketchy side; Sally Peachy is a slick place where most of the old school islanders live and a few cool guest houses on the east. I hung out at Los Escapados for a few nights; cool place with a great view.

I’d go on but I risk losing this whole bloggery; I’m back and oh does it ever feel good to be given another go at the gauntlet. Also finished with the fencing on my second property. You really don´t know what you have in terms of land until you stake your claim aggresively with barbwire then smoke a pipe while pondering the future sitting on a plastic chair with big dreams inhaling ocean air.