Mr Smith has a big piece of land by Pelican Point. It could fit on at least three hotel. He decide to sell the land to a nice Italian woman (she give him a trip to Italy and a genuine Prada suit AND she pay him over $20 thousand ec dollar for the whole lot! He goes to London and has plenty girlfriend, a new car, as many Nando’s as he can eat and then the money run out. He come back to Barbuda and decide to tek up another piece of land to sell. This is too good to be true he say to himself. But now he has to buy the land? and it’s $40 thousand dollars an acre. WHAT? An acre? But he had one hundred acres?! So he haffa stay in Barbuda, rent a house off a mega man and work for the Italian woman cleaning her new car.
Ms Jones has a piece of land by River. It could fit on at least three hotel. She decide to lease the land to a nice Italian woman (…she give her a trip to Italy and a genuine Prada handbag AND she pay over $20 thousand ec dollar! She goes to New York and has plenty fit boyfriend, a new car, as many Gourmet Burgers as she can eat and then the money run out. She come back to Barbuda, get her lease money, get another trip to Italy and a Vuitton bag this time, and decide to tek up another piece of land to lease to her fit American boyfriend. This is too good to be true she say to herself as she wave to Mr Smith while he cleaning the car.