It’s a rainy autumn morning. Summer is over and so are we. We left as a couple and came back alone, on our own. And that’s alright. Because life is messy and so is traveling. We are messy and complicated and that’s a tragedy and a blessing at the same time.
Though the house smells like coffee and tears, I am trying really hard to look back gratefully and appreciative to the most adventures three month of my life. While Chet Baker is playing one of his most melancholic tune, I’m thinking about the wind in Chicago and the blissfulness and genuine happiness I felt when we arrived at Tybee Island.
We walked around San Francisco like lovers and climbed the Grand Canyon like real travelers and adventurists. The radio was playing the greatest jazz tunes in New Orleans while we decided to have breakfast in a bar. In this true New Orleans style neighborhood bar, opened 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, people were still drunk while we arrived for coffee. I tried Shrimp & Grits, the New Orleans favorite, served with, a biscuit of course. It was the best place we’ve never been to before. Though we were in a hurry, because we had a deadline to attend, we had to stop and hide in the car because of the torrential rain. I will never forget the sound of rain pouring on the car melting perfectly together with the gloomy jazz music on the radio.
We got a little confused in Las Vegas, but who’s to blame? It’s just crazy. In California your eyes were shining brighter than all the stars on the Walk Of Fame. We met your family and it was heartwarming to see you reunited with them again. Not that it wasn’t warm enough in California already. We went to the beach, explored Hollywood, went to cheep movies and had all the dates we never had before. We caught the most spectacular sunset from the Griffith Observatory, we ate donuts and hamburgers and bought souvenirs like real tourists. Believe it or not, we even visited 'Ripley's Belive It or Not!', we drank milkshakes and ate the lettuce wrap and animal style fries at In-N-Out Burger. We also ate a pickle in Old Town San Diego, and we ate the best soup made by your brother-in-law. Weren’t we happy, having a chef cooking for us?
I almost died in Laguna Beach because of the big waves. Luckily we both survived. And we also survived the Hurricane Hermine driving like crazy through the heavy rain, because we had to deliver.
Good thing we went to Raging Waters in San Dimas at the beginning of our trip. Otherwise we would've probably been over the weight limit at most of the slides. I had the best time at Universal Studios in L.A. with you. The 'Harry Potter'and the 'Mumy' ride were absolutely insane!
We picnicked together and showered together at countless gyms. We played golf and went bowling. I had a daily Starbucks coffee (or tea), just like you promised I would.
We made pictures at Miami Beach, where I drank a Pinia Colada and we ate a Cuban Sandwich. We also made pictures at the Golden Gate Bridge, where it was windy and cold. You won the ugliest toy every made for me, which we afterwards donated to Goodwill. I wonder if somebody will ever buy a toy like that.
We saw New York and The Statue of Liberty. I bought you a Brownie from Carlo’s Bake Shop. And then we went to Folly Beach, were I lost my heart. I absolutely fell in love with this place. I would have wanted to just stay there with you, forever.
We walked around Charleston and had the best house coffee at the Coffee House. I was breathless when we were on the boat at the Niagara Falls. While we were driving into the rainbow I felt love and freedom. I will never forget that moment, like I will never forget all of the other moments as well.
I had the time of my life.
Now I'm looking out the window and it's still raining. Maybe we're just too young, to keep good love from going wrong.
Our adventure may be over. But our memories will remain forever. Keep me in your heart for a while.
Thank you for everything,
Take care of your soul Sol,