A friend recently responded to life’s endless complications by saying she wished she could just run a fish taco shack somewhere on an island. Sounds pretty blissful, doesn’t it? Her comment reminded my of an ex pat I met in Belize five or so years ago. This guy packed up his whole Pacific Northwest life and moved down to Ambergris Caye to open a pizza shack in a bamboo-covered trailer. He even invested in a tiny golf cart (the only mode of transport on the island) for deliveries.

For kicks, on my return to Cali I wrote a story about Dave and had it posted on the online travel forum BootsnAll: PepperOni, Island Style

The story is now five years old and not exactly a sample of my best writing, but it’s a fun little blast from the past for me. Enjoy!