The "Prison Condos" Story

It was an ordinary day. Trying to get the d@#m door open. We have been on the Caribbean island of Barbados for a little over a week now and have heard it more than once. The beautiful and three-year-old condos that we are staying at are known as "The Prison" because of all the locks in the place. Here goes: lock on the front door, lock on the 1st floor bedroom door, lock on the door leading to the 2nd floor, lock on the 2nd floor bedroom, lock on the door from the 2nd floor bedroom onto the balcony, lock on the door of the 2nd floor porch that overlooks the ocean, lock on the door to the lobby area leading to the pool, lock on the door at the other end of lobby leading out onto the pool deck, lock on the big gate leading from the pool to the beach and a lock on the gate leading to the street in front of the condo. And .... they have multiple full-time security guards who walk around making sure that everyone locks every lock after they walk through it. There is a five foot concrete wall around the condo, but a criminal could scale it in a minute if they wanted to. I could probably scale it if necessary and I just had back surgery. When I rented a car recently and had it delivered, the gentleman had a terrible time trying to get in for the delivery. Luckily I walked out to the curb to find out why he was late, and found him shaking the front gate. Then I realized I had to open the large gate to get the car onto the complex. I guess I feel safer knowing the place has security, but makes me wonder how safe it is to travel around the island if we need all the locks to stay safe in our condo. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.