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So often people want to know a five year plan. And I admit, they can be enjoyable to make, and not entirely uninformative to hear. But if I've learned anything about my life from living the first 34 years of it, it's that I will probably never know where I'll be five years from now; but it will likely be surprising. And often enough, amusing.
I hope I've also learned to always be ready to hold a good opinion of someone. It's a pleasure.
... was the option to get a cheap semi-permanent henna tattoo.
Abagail chose a Hello Kitty with a flower instead of a bow. In homage to the creature she longed for, Tonya chose a somewhat sad looking, somewhat bent looking drawing of a sperm whale. I chose a verse that occupies a great deal of my thought, and appeals to me both religiously, scientifically, and relationally. I'm much more fond of it than I thought I would be, and am sad to see it fading so soon.
... along the beach.
I walked along it, waiting to see what the storm would do.
Tonya, who knows my love for the abandoned, suggested I check out a hotel along the beach in my walk. Only here, I thought. Where else will you find pristine beaches upon which even a small resort cannot survive? In West Palm, a sky scraper would be built along every open inch of ocean front.
... thinking of), and a lime tree. Avocados and coconuts are near the fence and fall into their yard from the adjoining ones. I met a local at the beach yesterday - Javan. A former skin diver and spear fisher. He used to hook octopus, and dive for conchs, until a too deep dive injured his ability to do so. He said he came back up too quickly and blood was pouring from his nose. He said sometimes around sunrise sea turtles are swimming around the local reef out at the pier near their ...
... the water was very murky and we went ashore to reprovision, when we got back the boat had dragged the anchor and we were 200m further down the bay, so we up anchored and went back to the first place and drove it home, another sleepy little town with a beautiful foreshore paid for by the EU !!!! as are a lot of things in Martinique !!!
when I say a sleepy little town, all except a few really annoying men on scooters/trial bikes doing wheelies up and down the new ...