an excerpt from my journal entry dated Dec 3rd...
could it only be yesterday morning that we were wisked away by cab to the airport? it feels like light-years already. But don't think it was easy to get here:
flew from dc to miami, miami to san jose, then bused a few hours to the ferry - on ferry for a couple hours - then back on the bus for a few more hours to mal pais
so, between our waking hour at 3:45am to going to sleep around 11pm central time was all travel.... we arrove in darkness - drifted to sleep quickly, awoke with the sun, stepped outside to WOW! the beauty was overwhelming. I put on my running shoes and went for a jog on the beach. But how seriously can you run when every few feet you stop to admire the beautiful shells underfoot, the surprising rock formations creeping up out of the sea, the perfectly (strategically?) placed palm trees that mark the border between jungle and beach, the huge, relentless waves and most of all, the quiet.
even now, after noon, the only real sound other than the surf is someone raking a few yards away from where i sit, some birds chirping and occasionally some faint voices from down the beach - carried over by the wind. this is heaven .... for a few seconds, i thought how cool it would be to have my laptop so i could blog real time. but no, it wouldn't be right. it would absolutely feel out of place - like it should refuse to turn itself on in such an environment. hmmm... a horse just galloped by... followed by some surfers. feeling much gratitude for mal pais.
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