A sampling of ten -from tens of thousands of e-mails, faxes and letters, are selected and delivered daily to President Obama. This is a behind-the-scenes view of the ritual that aims to connect the presidency with the heart of the country.
In my mind, it’s better to “go” than to wait for that perfect someday. Branches of my family tree droop with somebodies who waited upon “somedays” that never came. And so, when the choice is between traveling by myself or staying home, I water my plants and pack a bag. Faced with a full week of unfettered days a few years ago, I opted for Nuevo Vallartaand some time with a new favorite friend, Me. On one of my final days, I joined a group sailing out of Banderas Bay toward the Marietas Islands.
One interesting element of traveling alone is the way it enables one to drift in and out of conversations. You can listen to others -or ignore them. You can talk with those around you or live inside yourself. You can think or merely observe as your senses soak in the impressions of each moment. The optimal method to achieving this mental utopia is to situate oneself within groups of a certain size. My sailing trip from Nuevo Vallarta to the Marietas Islands violated that self-imposed standard by at least one hundred people... **READ MORE** Beyond the Bay (The Marietas Islands, Mexico)
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