I’ve missed you.
I’ve been thinking about you a lot.
there are so many things
I have wanted to say
but could not.
I’ve been away
with no internet
and at times, unable to even lift my head.
Hopping from one hopelessly beautiful tropical island to another
Saluting the sun with my yoga postures
often losing my balance
the sand eroding beneath me with the wash of each wave
Snorkeling the nearby reef with my fish friends
the sound of my breath drowning the thoughts in my mind
Feasting on freshly caught lobster prepared by the indigenous islanders
washing our dishes in the sea with the coarse white sand
Sharing stories with other travelers, the moon lighting the sea
Living on a very small sailboat, with no shower, with six others for six days, bathing in saltwater for the first four, my own sweat for the last two
Drinking warm, “earth” flavored water and turning down the ham, milk, and cheese the captain offered from a humid cabinet… there was no refrigerator onboard
Enduring fifty… yes FIFTY solid hours of sailing induced naseau as we crossed the Caribbean, nothing around us but open water for miles
Surviving on nothing but a peanut butter sandwich for two days… my stomach would not hold anything else down
Trusting the ability of our drunken sailor as water sloshed into our cabin during all hours of the night, the vessel’s violent sways interrupting my dreams of home…
Now, in Colombia, I have never been so happy to rest my two feet on the ground.
And I can’t wait
to share the rest of my adventures
with all of you.