I'm sitting on the back porch of our rental house in Key West listening to chirping birds, the putter of mopeds and the palm leaves lightly tapping against the roof. A few close friends and I flew into Miami, loaded into a fairly stellar white mini van and made our way down the Keys arriving at the southernmost point of the States. I was a little nervous about fitting another road trip in the mix with wedding fest 2010 quickly approaching, but it has been nothing but chill and goodness.
There has been nothing more on the agenda than finding the perfect Cuban iced coffee, listening to an acoustic band at local pubs and debating whether or not paddle boarding or jet skiing can fit in between a nap and a few chapters of a book. It has also been nice catching up with the girls, having some great laughs and enjoying one another's company. We spent a good hour jet skiing along the coastline. I am always in awe of God's creation with the bleached white sand beaches, crystal blue and green water and blackened rocks that protrude from the earth along the water's edge. Walking along the shore line with toes slapping against the water and a light breeze; this is my purest form of therapy and stillness.
Tonight we head out on a small boat that will take us to an island for dinner. I'm not really sure of the details, but chilling on an island watching the sunset is going to be my top ranked natural high of the day. It's all about the goodness.
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