Why go cruising? She says our little beach homes back yard is already paradise enough. I stumble for words to counter that thought but, my body is still slowly digesting that garlic herb butter & spinach beef pinwheel steak i just grilled along with fire garlic flat bread to accompany that delicious romaine, avocado and tomato salad I affectionately prepared with just the right touch of salt, lemon juice and olive oil. Oh, and she is ever so right, within a mere few feet of where i sit lay a cold cooler full of Mexican Modelo beers. Want or need something stronger, then open up the once a bookshelf now an outdoor bar setup and you got it. The 88 degree weather today necessitated I inflate the dog pool for Lucy.
Why go cruising? Because like they say in my hiking world, if you don’t understand it, then no matter how hard I try to explain it to you, you still won’t.
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.”
― Mark Twain, The Innocents Abroad/Roughing It