You already know how exotic any body of water is to a farm kid.
Not only did we not go to the ocean when I was growing up,
we used the crudest of substitutes:
Later our bathtub expanded to a farm pond.
As you read these words, I will be exploring south eastern Cuba with my friend Tina.
We are going with a group of Canadians, via Toronto, to Marea del Portillo.
A week later, my cousin Mary Ann, above, will join us.
The world is so much bigger than those little girls in the bath tub ever dreamed.
The one thing that doesn’t change is joy.
The most important ingredients in travel are the same ones we shared in such abundance in childhood:
Curiosity, joy, gratitude, spirit of adventure.
What have you done recently or anticipate doing in the future that brought back one of these feelings? Do you have any bath tub memories, real or metaphorical?
Any plans to visit Cuba?
P.S. November 9, 2015 Here are two photos from Cuba that connect two cousins to yet another body of water — the Caribbean Sea of the Atlantic Ocean.