This was a dream location, especially to a girl with cherished Puerto Rican roots. But don’t forget your local oases. Rich and I steal away to Orlando, Jacksonville, and Miami as often as we can.
And we’re not exactly Bear Grylls (I prefer a mattress to a tent), but we don’t shy away from outdoor adventures. With the kids we’ve camped on the beach, canoed alligator canals (with Jack–our infant at the time–at the helm in a bumbo seat), and hiked to the womb of the world in Tecate, Mexico (more on that later).
I know that making time to travel can seem impossible.
We both worked in Broward–I taught high-school English and Rich was a 911 dispatcher. When we met I had 2 kids under 4, and soon came babyontheway. Our time and money were stretched to the breaking point.
It wasn’t good. We spent far more time fighting in the shadows than laughing in the sun.
We still do, sometimes. But we’ve learned how precious these trips are, how they breathe life into mundanity the way nothing else can.
Flex those precious few moments. Let us know how we can help.