For the first time in my life, this week I have…
… used a Passport
… traveled outside the United States
… snorkeled along a Caribbean coral reef
… had my hair plaited in 57 braids by a near-toothless native Dominican (no, I’m not in the Dominican)
… sun bathed on a newd (purposely misspelled) beach (nope, I wasn’t nekkid) (but I saw some people who were) (not that I was looking)
… eaten mofungo, watched four elderly couples dance in the streets of Old San Juan, toured an old Fort and had a cat stalk me
… escaped to Fantasy Island. Thank goodness Mr. Roarke and Tattoo aren’t here, Michael and Rosyln are :).