It’s a long flight from Miami to Suriname. We stopped in Curacao along the way. We landed about midnight (I really don’t recall, but it was super late). We got off he plane and were hit by that oppressive wall of humidity and heat that saps your very will to live. We threw all our bags on the giant bus and piled inside. This is one of the few comics I will draw from my time in the Peace Corps with Diabla in it. She hated it. She wanted to go home, I shit you not, that first night, right as we landed. I, on the other hand, LOVED it. It was one of the greatest adventures of my life. Maybe someday, I’ll do it again. I give talks about it to the local schools-my kids love it! I have a ton of artifacts and pictures. Most people have only heard a story or two, but there are so many. I hope this next series of comics is to your liking.

Trivia: Yes, the Surinamese Airline has a cool dragon thing for their logo. Sweet! I think it’s supposed to be some kind of bird. Riiiight.