Flying

I wake up and am filled with this wonderful feeling. It’s kind of hard to describe; it’s a mixture of excitement and expectation. Excitement because this is an adventure I have never been on before, expectation because I have many memories to compare this to. I am leaving for Mexico in 4 hours! It is 3am and I am finishing up my last minute packing; bathing suit, sandals, suntan lotion. Suntan lotion; never forget it. I have had many trips ruined from lack of suntan lotion. That feeling of being burnt will stay with me forever, it’s like a smell from your childhood; brings back memories. When I think of past vacations I am reminded of how much I have grown, how my tastes have changed and how I have matured.
I’m 8 years old, sitting on the beach with my Nona. My family is to my left, building the biggest sandcastle that I have ever seen. The sky is blue, the weather is sweltering, the ocean is making that “swoosh, swoosh” sound that makes you want to fall asle...