October 13, 2015
Buoyed by unseen minerals, head back, toenails glinting in the sun, aqua water extending to deep navy all the way to the horizon, an ever-so-slightly-curved straight line where slate green meets hazy blue-grey. Rocked by six-inch swells that keep us drifting slowly southward. I never imagined I would enjoy this so purely, without judgement or jaundiced eye. And such a surprise to find myself actually appreciating the unfamiliar juxtaposition of American city with vacation paradise. So this is what urban tropical looks like! Makes me want to see New Orleans and Savannah and more Florida.