I may not know everything, but I do know this: Jumping out of an airplane after drinking a liter of champagne is not as awesome as it sounds.
Waking up on the beach was a strange experience.
I LOVE to have people over! And my current place is a pretty decent party spot.
Forrest Gump once said, “Jenny and I went together like peas and carrots….” Well, Texas and I go together like beer and bbq.
What makes an experience unforgettable?
You know those days when you just look around and think, “man…this is all pretty freaking great?”
Now I have seen some pretty amazing sunrises in my life, but this one tops them all.
Julia and I bummed around Oahu in the morning, waiting to get rid of our rental car and, once again, be free women. That car…..anyway, we played in the airport for a few hours. It was nice to not have to rush. And the flying rats (pigeons) were entertaining enough, strutting around the terminal.
Julia and I started our fourth day in Hawaii at a restaurant called Cinnamon’s. I think we were the grubbiest people in there, hiking gear table side, bandanas tied, trace amounts of mud on feet and legs. Yes, the adventuring never stops! We split the two specials: Fajita breakfast burrito and Macadamia Nut/Chocolate explosion of happiness french toast.
I think the longer you live and the farther you travel, you begin to realize how little you need and how little you really want. And my prediction is that years from now, on my deathbed, I will realize that all I really wanted from life was to walk barefoot through beautiful lands with the sort of people who illuminate the world with kindness and good vibrations. And maybe to swim so far that I actually transform into a mermaid…