Gazing up at the sky...
...and then down at the footprints of a hundred other wanderers in the sand.
We look all around us and inhale our surroundings becoming one and apart of this nature.
I admire our simple bungalow containing only the bare necessities...all we really need besides each other...
...and reflect on my life while gazing at the expansive sea.Oh meditative sea.
I contemplate on how simple life can be
and how quick we are to complicate it.
While our feet struggle through the uneven sand,
they eventually find their way and we stroll hand in hand.
We go East.
And then we go West. 
We're not aimless; we're walking to find the ground.
We're trying to get out of our own way.
The person who so often distracts us from
life's true meaning and purpose is our dear selves
without even knowing it.
Pausing for a nap...our hearts slow.
So quiet and rustic here,
I feel like we're "Lost" characters.
But we're not searching for a way off this little island.
We searching for for a way on it...to stay...forever!
We happen upon some civilization!
Hello? Is anyone around?
...apparently sometimes, but not today...
...perhaps they went fishing. Hmmmm! What's for dinner? More importantly, what's for dessert? Could it be a flaky Thai pancake smothered in sweetened condensed milk and sugar that just melts in your mouth?! Getting too excited for words. I think today calls for a visit to Mr. Pancake Man in the village.
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This side trip (a much needed rest from the woes of two rootless nomads sleeping on countless pillows) has offered us time:
to reflect
to be quiet
and to listen
and to eat pancakes.
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Bon Voyage to you, dear reader, in your big and small travels in life, be it far or near. Keep your ears open!
