where to begin...
it was so good to be away...but it even better to be back. the sun was beautiful, and hot. we didnt see one drop of rain in 8 days, pretty incredible. we met people from all over the world...scotland, england, canada, ohio, virginia, boston....
i have never seen so many women as proud of their breasts, WHO WERE ALSO obese and old...just saying, i thought it was weird.
i'll admit, i thought para sailing would be a cinch, you know, since i have been skydiving...but i didnt like it. sean didnt either. we actually feared for our lives for a while there. it doesnt help that you sign a document where you purchase the ride, then when you get down to the beach, and then again when you get to the boat. why do i need to sign off 3 times?
the island trip was he best part. snorkeling, and seeing some of the slums, and cliffs...pretty rad. all the colors, and the clear blue water...amazing.
but i am back in one piece, with new meaning. i found a new me. there was just so much time to sit and think, that i was able to really look at where i was, and where i wanted to be. some things are clear, and some things are tbd...but it is going to be interesting going forward.
Glad you're home and safe!!
ReplyDeletethanks mamma...i'm glad to be home too...
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