I now have passport photos awaiting the opportunity to be pasted onto my passport application. I have wanted a passport, and a reason to use a passport, for what seems like an eternity. It is one more step on the path of Grand Adventures. We are already discussing short trips that will be the first stamps in my soon to be realistic, and virgin passport. A trip to an artist colony in Cabo, to explore, get the lay of the land, fantasize about winters spent south of the border, away from long, cold, grey Pacific Northwest winters. No, that would not likely happen for some time, there are too many important aspect of life that keep my firmly anchored in the region that I love. But maybe for the future. The dream of spending lazy days in a cabana on the sands, writing, drawing, swimming in the surf, running on the beach, eating fresh fruits and seafood.
I have also been told of the wonders of Cay Caulker in Belize, and it is a destination I am sure to see sooner rather than later. A requisite for such a trip will be getting my Scuba certification so I can explore the reefs, and The Blue Hole. We will snorkel Ray and Shark Alley, and see more tropical fish than I can imagine. From Belize we will jaunt to The Crystal Cave, and to Mayan pyramids. All the while we will sample the epicurean delights of traditional foods, from pupusas hand made by abuelas, to seafood feasts from the fresh catch of the day. My mind reels with the thoughts of such a journey. And it all begins with my passport photos. Step one, on a long, adventurous path.
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