“spirtually and passionately alive”
Right now, thanks to Couchsurfing, I’m in Cancun, MX sleeping in a luxurious house. A 19-year-old photographer who has traveled nearly as much as I have and who’s photographic accomplishments surpass my own, casually hosts me – the wayward traveler – as if it is a widely-accepted, worldwide custom. In the morning I awake. My host’s mother greets me and introduces herself before leaving for her morning exercise class. This is beautiful and inspiring. Humanity is beginning to truly trust in itself again.
Several small parrots are housed on the back patio. Their joyful squawks echo throughout the house cheerfully. In the small pool, two sea turtles swim…
After returning to the house, my host’s mother comes down the stairs, elegant in her black and white patterned dress. We’ve spoken to each other for no more than a total of five minutes in our lives. “Laura, would you like anything to drink?” she asks. “Juice or anything?”
“I have a glass of water here, thank you.”
“Okay, I’m off to work. What do you guys have planned for today?”
“Well, I know Stud Photog said his cousin is coming into town with some friends. We’ll go to the airport to pick them up. Aside from that, I’m not really sure.”
“When you get hungry, there’s fruit and whatever else you’d like in the kitchen.”
“Thank you,” I utter, feeling those words so inadequate for everything I was feeling and wanted to convey.
“Have a good day!” I called after her.
“You as well.”
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