“The keys are in the fuel door”, my dad said. It’s the one thing he always reminds us of whenever we embark on an off-road journey. The water and snacks are my responsibility. The day couldn’t have been much better considering it was the middle of August in the parched Idaho high desert. The heat […]
“South American Delight – The Best Juice on Earth, Money Back Guarantee – Top Secret” so we opted for the $7 large smoothie version and took a seat at a pineapple-adorned aluminum table outside to enjoy the best smoothie on earth.
As we reached the end of the laneway, however, there appeared to be nothing more there except for a single lantern hanging from a wall and a smooth, grey door that, had it not been for its brass handle, could have been mistaken for more wall.
I was hearing wisps of my dream life from a man with salt and pepper hair and an air of resiliency, who had burned out his dreams long ago, as we sat there in that corporate red vinyl booth, thousands of miles from either of our homes.
As I reluctantly went to sleep that night, still wishing I could stay glued to my laptop in that sort of over-stimulated, desperate, sleep-deprived way, my mind wound down with fantasies of my globe-trotting, sunrise-waking, mountain-climbing, tripod-toting self and I swear happiness radiated from me for months afterward.