I can tend toward being a person who is easily overwhelmed by beauty.
I remember being in Alaska when I was working there in college & as I would drive through the vast mountains & valleys that the Southeast is full of, I distinctly remember looking out from my tour bus and thinking about how truly lucky I was.
Lucky to touch, hike through, and experience a place that so few people get to. Sometimes, I would cry about it. (remember that part about me being easily overwhelmed by beauty?)
It felt so special to me.
And I've been incredibly blessed to travel & to have seen a lot of very interesting places. But this last February, in the Galapagos Islands off of Ecuador, for the first time in a long time, I experienced that same sense that I had in Alaska when I was in my early 20's.
The feeling that I was touching, feeling & seeing something that most people won't have a chance to.
And when I think about it, I don't totally understand why I get to experience these things. But for as long as I am, I'm going to enjoy & embrace every second.
And share them how I know to. As much as humanly possible.
& if you have the inclination, the availability, or the chance to go to the Galapagos Islands, do.
It's truly the weirdest ... From the boobies, to the flamingos, to the crabs that could inspire a paint palette, to the prickly pear trees, to the marine iguanas who spit salt water on you when they're just not that impressed, to the tortoises who are bigger than your dining room table, to the post office that is run off by goodwill of travelers, to the baby sea lions who think that you might make a pretty good mom ... There is truly no place on earth like it.
(BTW, baby sea lions ... You know I would totally take you home and be your mom, but there are laws that regulate that sort of thing. Sigh.)