The Sex Lives of Cannibals

I just finished reading The Sex Lives of Cannibals, by J. Maarten Troost, and I have to say, it is probably one of the most enjoyable books I have read in quite some time. And considering I'm currently among the ranks of the "under-employed," I've been on quite a reading tear lately. So the fact that I feel the need to recommend this book should tell you how cool and well written this book is. Trust me, you'll love it. I've included the synoposis below. However, as long I'm talking books, do NOT read The Dante Club, by Matthew Pearl. Unbelieveably pretentious, erudite and downright boring.

The Sex Lives of Cannibals - Adrift in the Equatrial Pacific, by J. Maarten Troost
At the age of twenty-six, Maarten Troost - who had been pushing the snooze button on the alarm clock of life by racking up useless graduate degrees and muddling through a series of temp jobs - decided to pack up his flip-flops and move to Tarawa, a remote South Pacific island in the Republic of Kiribati. He was restless and lacked direction, and the idea of dropping everything and moving to the ends of the earth was irresistibly romantic. He should have known better.
The Sex Lives of Cannibals tells the hilarious story of what happens when Troost discovers that Tarawa is not the island paradise he dreamed of. Falling into one amusing misadventure after another, Troost struggles through relentless, stiffling heat, a variety of deadly bacteria, polluted seas, toxic fish - all in a country where the only music to be heard for miles around is "La Macarena".