<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/saipansue"><title>The Humidity of it All - Life on a tropical Island - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/</link><description>We all dream of moving to a tropical island, but once there is it really the dream you thought it would be? The realities, the quirks, the wonderful, the trying, the humidity of it all. copyright(c)2008 saipansue. All rights reserved</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/551971" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/550668" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/549942" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/549507" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/547728" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/546841" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/546018" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/551971"><title>Cement</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/551971</link><description>Most of the buildings here are made of Concrete. I guess after all the typhoons of the past folks got tired of rebuilding, so they figured a nice box made of cement might last a bit longer, and it does. The cement require one to really want to 'nest' to settle in, to put things on the wall....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/550668"><title>No more flights</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/550668</link><description>I realize how spoiled we sometimes are on this little piece of rock where America Starts its day, as all the t-shirts say. We get to pretend we are in america while really we have some americans, use the currency, and have the passport, but golly, it's not exactly like the materialistic, rv...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/549942"><title>and then, you have that</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/549942</link><description>Yeah, the power company can't do that. On the way to work this morning, a reminder that there are trade offs making some things not as important as others.</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/549507"><title>An Ode to Power - oh wait, I'm just bitching again</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/549507</link><description>Do you know that power is a luxury? No really it is, it is a luxury that both the rich and the poor have to do without around here. Oh rolling blackouts! Doesn't matter what part you live in, what village, what income you make, we are all effected. This weekend there were three each day. Of...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/547728"><title>Understanding the dialect</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/547728</link><description>Being a US protectorate, like Puerto Rico, the island uses US cash, and of course English is the language, and the natives are US citizens. In reality it is more like a rock full of people pretending to be American, advertising America to tourists, and really being a hodge podge of people,...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/546841"><title>How to become a Local in 20 minutes</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/546841</link><description>I was picked up by my new boss who seemed to be running with fire ants up her dress as there was no stopping for a siesta, "gotto get you local" were her first words. We sped off to the DMV, suitcases sitting in the truck, me thankful to be in air con, that's island for air conditioning. Within 5...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/546018"><title>Uhm, thanks for the lei, but i could really use a towel.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/saipansue/546018</link><description>Like most midwesterners do when the snow is high, the temperatures are low, and the snot dripping from your nose starts to freeze, we dream of moving to a tropical island paradise. Where we sit in our hammocks, coconut drink in hand, watching the sunset over the ocean while listening to a native...</description></item></rdf:RDF>