These days, my body takes great joy in reminding me that I’m middle aged. And one way it does it (almost every morning) is waking me up about 10-15 minutes before my alarm. And yes, most of the time it’s alerting me that I need to pee.
But this morning, it was a gift. My alarm was set to 5:00am because of the drive backk to San Jose is about 3 hours, and international flights, and all that. But I woke up around 4:45 and walked to the bathroom. I happened to look out the open shower window, and saw this:
Breathtaking. As cliché as it sounds, it really was like a scene out of a movie. I went downstairs, grabbed several shots (as seen above), and marveled for a little bit. The bugs were buzzing around, the birds just starting to wake up and chirp.
I went back upstairs and hopped in the shower and enjoyed that view a little longer. No lights. No sound. Just me, the water, and the view. I had found that moment. That small moment of peace.
That’s what vacation is supposed to be.
