|Feeding the swimming pigs near Staniel Cay, Bahamas.|
This blog is about travel. I absolutely adore it. Our honeymoon was in Eureka Springs, Ark. We spent eight years trying to make up for it. We drove to Galveston en route to Houston. Our one and only camping trip, when we slept in a tent right by the beach. We went to Vieques, Puerto Rico, where we stayed at Martineau Bay, now a W. While in Vieques, I had the most surreal experience of all my life thus far. It 's almost indescribable, but here goes. A bioluminescent bay where the water literally glows like turquoise neon when disturbed. Literally. There was the time we went to Vegas and rented a red Mustang convertible. Next, we visited the Bahamas. On this trip, with a destination of Staniel Cay, I had the best time yet. The boat probably had something to do with it. Protocol seems to be: ask if anyone in the party has ever driven a boat before handing over the key and a map... Of the ocean. While exploring, we found a gorgeous sandbar and an island with swimming pigs. We went to New York City and the airline lost our luggage until one hour before our dinner reservation just before the Broadway show we decided to see. Oopsies. We visited Chicago a few times and fell in love. I often said said that I would live in Chicago in the summer and somewhere warm in winter. So far, no one has offered to bankroll my proposition. Humph. We stopped in LA when I was there for work. We traveled to Florida to swim with manatees, but they decided not to show up. I still haven't been to Paris. We have talked about Bora Bora and the rest of the west coast. I guess I'm saying I'm not done yet.