Why are you rushing? Are you a Russian?

Why the American Dream? Well, actually St Maarten is the world's dream. It's a place that people dream about escaping to. Part Dutch, part French. Two distinct cultures, with English as the language of communication. I could not open my mouth in The USA, without someone asking me where I was from, and how they could get there. It's a dream. Where else on earth can you go, where the relativety of time is almost visible. Where everything moves at a leisurely pace.
Where locals stare at you if you are in a hurry. "Are you a Russian?" they will ask... "No?"
"Then don't be in such a Rush".
Some get it, some don't. I have to re-adapt, and re-adjust. I'm using to being in a rush, planes trains and automobiles. And I'm also a native St Maartener, so I'm considered twice as weird as any foreign visitor. My motives are suspect. " Where are you always going with that backpack?", I've been asked. Why are you always speeding from place to place.
The answer is very simple. My backpack is my office. It contains two laptops, for cameras, a fews USB cords, and miscellenious CD's and DVD's.
I arrived in April, for two weeks...and yet I'm still here. The shutterbug has re-emerged, and I've spent most of my time taking photographs (over 20.000) in the island.
I shot over 20 hours of footage, but all footage has to be re-dubbed because of the lousy mic on the camera. I intend to upload as many pictures and videos of St Maarten as I can, so that the world can see The Caribbeans best kept secret.