Upon our arrival on St. Erasmus, I have learned two things. One, that the people of this island must have learned not to breathe because the place stinks like nobody's business, and two, that the people here seem to be as unappreciative of rocks as on all the other bloody places we've been to. I wonder when Alec will finally come to his sense and give up the obsession. Anyway, I have yet to check out the female rocks in this place. Perhaps the smell will be worth it.