I was reading this amazing book: The Sex Lives of Cannibals by J. Maarten Troost - and though I picked this book up solely because of its title, the content (which admittedly deals little with sex or cannibals) delivers the goods.
Self-described uber-slacker Maarten decides to follow do-gooder girlfriend Sylvia to the remote South Pacific island of Tarawa, where the tiny atoll's natural beauty has been eroded by mountains of dirty Pamper's diapers sent by well-intentioned (?) capitalist countries.
Troost and Sylvia soon learn to savor the simple pleasures of life on a remote oceanic flyspeck: completing the crossword puzzle in a month-old newspaper, discussing which way to prepare the only island food: fish, and attempting to secure a steady source of cheap beer (the chapter entitled "The Great Beer Crisis" should be required freshman reading).
Initially, I was confused by the title, but after reading Troost's follow-up, Getting Stoned With Savages, I realized that these two books probably started as one, but, wait! - there's more money to be made by splitting them up into two separate titles.
Self-described uber-slacker Maarten decides to follow do-gooder girlfriend Sylvia to the remote South Pacific island of Tarawa, where the tiny atoll's natural beauty has been eroded by mountains of dirty Pamper's diapers sent by well-intentioned (?) capitalist countries.
Troost and Sylvia soon learn to savor the simple pleasures of life on a remote oceanic flyspeck: completing the crossword puzzle in a month-old newspaper, discussing which way to prepare the only island food: fish, and attempting to secure a steady source of cheap beer (the chapter entitled "The Great Beer Crisis" should be required freshman reading).
Initially, I was confused by the title, but after reading Troost's follow-up, Getting Stoned With Savages, I realized that these two books probably started as one, but, wait! - there's more money to be made by splitting them up into two separate titles.
