Water Water Everywhere

The first night we went to the place with the 'best food on the island'. It was a closet that served fried conch, fried chicken, fried snapper, fried rice. Oh- there was also mac and cheese.  My 14 year old daughter and I ( we are allergic to gluten) ate ice cubes ( mine had rum in it) and plantains.  Needless to say, I had more rum and ice cubes than plantain.  So much better for your sanity. I mention this experience because incidentally, the best 'restaurant' in town ALSO serves fried conch,  fried chicken, fried snapper, friend rice and Mac and cheese.  There was an addition to the menu at the restaurant extraodinaire, and that was curried lobster.  Curried lobster?  That is so not within the realm of food stuff here.  That's prob why it's such a fancy restaurant!  We eat here... After a crazy $28 per meal of fried whatevers, we go to pay the bill. They don't take credit cards we're told (now- sheesh) and we've spent $240 between the 4 of us, mostly on booze.... It's taken 2 1/2 hours to get our sad meals....  We scrape up $240 even leaving no tip for the poor dolt of a waitress, and of course kent complains to the owners of the best resto in town that  this in not acceptable.  As if they care...they're skimming off the top, man! We return home and I immediately feel nauseous.  My son is sleeping in my bed due to his trauma from the previous night, and he is worried. I take an anti-nausea pill designed for cancer patients on chemotherapy ( hello Elvis) and I try to go to sleep.  2 hours later I'm alternating both ends over the toilet in an effort to eliminate whatever it is that had gotten me so sick.  This goes on for 4 hours and I wonder if it was the ice in the rum, the curry in the lobster, the water I brushed my teeth with or the raw conch I ate at lunch. How come no one else is sick?  Why poor ol me?  Actually, I thank god it's only me! I survive the nite and we go looking for bottled water that I desperately need at this point.  The first place has lost the keys to the water bottles (seriously).  The second place has only one gallon available.  The third and last place had NO water but recommends the gas station ( because that just makes sense right?) down the street. Fyi, there is only one gas station that has very limited hours.  They have water, but they too have lost the keys.... No joke.  It's clear that water theft is big down here and we are out of luck, so we head to the liquor store.  Rum and wine have water in them, don't they? Right now, I'm on my 3rd homemade mohito.  My son is trying to catch dinner down at the beach and is only seeing barracudas.  Haven't seen him in a few hours.... My daughter is already writing in the guest book ( I may have to edit,) and My husband is grilling some ribs that look like they came from a very sad and lonely pig.  I'll happily be a eating ice cubes for dinner again! On thursday, we're renting a boat and touring.  My husband assures me he knows how to drive one and is familiar with the waters here.  Really? How is that possible?  I'm not even familiar with the waters here, and i know everything....I'm sure adventures await....