By about the third time I had tripped out of the van and fallen on my face, Luke caught onto the fact that I'm clumsy.
"You're just like Bella!" he exclaimed.
"You know ... Bella from Twilight? She's such a clutz."
And the only movie showing last night on the island's sole movie theatre (where, by the way, they have to turn off the air conditioning half way through the movie because electricity is a luxury)? Eclipse.
Sigh ... Thank you Stephanie Meyer for my new Samoan nickname and for infiltrating the world. Like fast food and celebrity gossip, you are some of the best our culture has to export abroad.