I had a -mostly- great night tonight.
We finished up work today and I was VERY excited to be done my first week onsite. For the first time, out of all the time I have been in St. Lucia, I was able to really cut loose and do what ever I felt like, without having to consider that I have to be ready to work in the morning.
I started off the night when I got home very low key, just checking FB and my email and playing some Civ 5. After a bit at home, the project manager for the St. Lucia electric company (who lives next door from me) came over and invited me to come to his deck and hang out with himself and some other neighbours in our complex. I did so, and had a great time chatting with them for the next two and a half hours.
After that I came back to my place and asked some trusted advisors (Lindsey Allen... ahem) what I should do next. It was already 11:30 pm, but my "advisor" said I should go out and see what the St. Lucian nightlife is like. That turned out to be great advice, since at my second bar I met a great group of people who I spent the rest of the night with.
They were a group of sailors who I suppose were in the "expiditionary" side of tourism in St. Lucia. We went to a couple different bars and stayed at one well past closing. At that point, John (an English seaman) said he wasn't done partying, so we should come back to his yacht. A few of us did so, and John promptly passed out. Regardless, his wife and another able seaman (Shawn) gave me a crash course on the basics of sailing. It was very informative and very cool. Not being a sea-faring sort AT ALL, they were still very patient at explaining the ins and outs of sailing a ship. I understood and retained none of it, but good on them for trying.
Once Shawn and the Skipper's wife were sick of explaining the same thing over and over to me, we decided to call it a night.
Shawn and I walked out to the main road and eventually flagged a cab. Shawn was going in the opposite direction, but he flagged down a cab going my way and said he knew the driver. He pre-established the cost to get me home at 20EC (Which is about $7.30 CDN... which really, considering it was a 15 minute walk away, was kind of outrageous, but whatever).
When the driver got close to the landmark I gave him (There are no "real" addresses in St. Lucia. It's all based on landmarks) I asked him to let me out, but he insisted on dropping me off at my door for my own safety.
I asked him how much more it would cost to drop my off at my specific address, but he ignored the question. On the way down the road to my apartment, I again asked him how much this "extra" service would cost, and he said $20EC. When we actually got to my apartment, I gave him the $20EC and he said "Give me $10 more".
I did so (I was tired and somewhat drunk and it was 4:30AM and I really just wanted to get home).
I really wish I had written down his cab number so I would know in the future not to call him. That's the lesson learned. I think most service industry people here think that because you're likely a tourist, that they can treat you like crap and it will have no repurcussions. I want them to know early on that I am going to be here for a while.
It's a shame that this is my last experience with tonight, because the vast majority of it was overwhelming positive. I connected with my neighbours in unexpected ways, and made some random good friends for the first time since I've been here (Yay approaching random peeps in a bar!).
I guess if I want to go all Doogie-Howser style here, the life lesson is that when you're in unusual and foreign places you'll encounter some bad experiences, but if you stay open and friendly, the good will out weigh the bad.
Crap, now I've got the Doogie Howser theme music stuck in my head...