My darling Toads, it seems another Friday challenge is upon me and to tell the truth it has me thinking of my annual trip to Isla Holbox, Mexico which is coming up in February. It will be my sixth time to this little island paradise, a fishing village of 2500 people on the Yucatan peninsula about three hours from the hustle and bustle of Cancun. This isn't your normal tourist destination, at least not yet. There are no cars, no all inclusive resorts, no locals hocking trinkets on the beach. It is a destination that requires relaxation. There is no TV in the room of the hotel that we stay at, but that has never been a problem. What there is, is an abundance of people from all walks of life and from all corners of the world. It's palapa bars, great food in charming, quaint restaurants. It's soccer in the sand, flyfishing on a stretch of beach that runs for miles with not another living soul in site. Holbox is one of the few places that I have been where time doesn't seem to matter in the least, its tequila and a cold beer, micheladas and fresh Cobia. Ok, ok I know, you get it. The bigger point I want to make is the best part of the whole thing is the people that I have met on these trips, good, bad, beautiful, interesting and as wonderful as the day is long. That is what I am basing this challenge on. If you awesome amphibians are up for it, I want you to think of someone you have met on a special trip to your special place and write about them. Once again, it can be a poem, a story, a soup can label, an advertisement, I don't care about the format. I find that giving some unsupervised space helps the creativity flow. Below is a picture of the beach in front of our room and a poem about the wife of one of my favorite Argentinian island boys that arrived on the island to work the very day we checked in for the first time, his name is Christian. The title is his wife's name and he calls my wife and I mom and dad......heavy sigh! So go forth and propagate my loves and don't stop until it feels right! As always thank you to all who participate...XXOO!
He brought you this fish mi amor, to hang your life on
Under his hand, life struggles to be a perfect circle
Under yours, the circle changes into shimmering possibilities
The softness of your skin, matching the bright red spot on his heart
Mi casa es su casa, mi amor
For you the sea called and you answered with unblinking brown eyes
It asked you for a favor, one that only you could fulfill
It handed you the silver chain, the one attached to his soul
A prize stolen by the sea in days of doubt and contemplation
Mi corazon es su corazon, mi amor
"Put this under your pillow child and hold him with your eyes"
You did and for one week the tide whispered your name as you slept
And the chain dissappeared from this world silently
Slipping around your waist, your soul, securing this Mexican destiny
Mi vida es su vida, mi amor