one of the things i've been daydreaming about over the past several years is going somewhere tropical in the winter. thanks to a number of travel discount websites that bombard my email with weekly specials, we were able to go to cozumel, mexico in december for a week. i loved every single stark contrast to portland's rainy grey weather in winter.
i loved being unplugged from the internet for 7 days. i loved drinking virgin mojitos with adah in the sand, and watching her make friends with little people who spoke lots of different languages.
i loved being in the clear sea and collecting mammoth seashells.
i loved snorkeling with adah, who is no longer excessively irritated by the equipment.
i loved our 1960's VW bug with no power steering, and driving assertively as if i knew where i was going.
i loved roaming unknown streets in another country like i did when i was nineteen, and scoping out where we could get the most delicious and unusual food. i loved the men selling churros at twilight. i loved seeing a christmas pageant in the town square. i loved picking up a couple of israeli hitchhikers and taking them to a bakery. i loved having nothing to do at night except review the day and read our room to sleep. i loved watching adah ecstatically approach lizards, and i loved not arguing with anne about the thermostat.
i loved going away, and i loved coming home.
