I would love to travel the world.
I haven’t travelled since I was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis. It’s not because of the RA, rather because I don’t have the funds and to be honest, I’m afraid to fly. I know. The fear is irrational. Airplanes are safe.
In Mission Beach, which is part of the city of San Diego (I’ve been to San Diego) they have sunny, 74 degree weather. I’ve seen a stunning sunset on the Pacific Ocean, sand beaches, surfers and boogie boarders, palm trees and a beautiful sunrise on Oceanfront Walk.
In Fort Meyers, Florida, I’ve seen amazing sand sculptures, oyster catchers, Egrets, purple seaweed, coquina clams, pink spoonbills, a live sand dollar, shrimp boats and ripply white sand.
It’s great to pretend that I’m a child again and to use my imagination to really feel like I’m right in the experience with these two travellers. I can feel the bright sun warm my skin. I can smell and taste the moist salty air. I can feel the grainy sand between my toes. I can see the sheer volume of the ocean, and the expanse of blue sky. I can hear the gulls squawk, the waves lapping, the laughter and chatter of beach visitors. I get to experience all of this with no worry about flying.
Thank you Kathy and Robin. It’s a joy to share your travelling experiences.