I like being an American. Really, I do. I am a card carrying member of the red white and blue. But sometimes – I admit – I wouldn’t mind living off the grid for a while. Of course I’d want the rest of the world to go on standby and wait until I got back before making any significant changes, or discoveries for that matter. I mean I wouldn’t have wanted to have been away when Franklin flew his kite, the Wright brothers flew at Kitty Hawk, Neil and Buzz flew to the moon. (Oh, wait – to clarify, I was not alive during any of those moments, I’m only saying that had I been, I wouldn’t have wanted to have been off gallivanting in some far off land.)
But, IF I could wave my magic wand, jump on my broom stick and fly away for a while, I would – but it wouldn’t be to anyplace anyone else has ever been, or even thought of. No, it would be my place. A place where there may or may not be too many other people (said maybe one or two whose names will go unmentioned), a place where there would be sun and heat and sand and water, coconuts and bourbon and music … and dental floss – not just because I believe in good dental hygiene, but because I’ve watched reruns of MacGyver and I know that even in a far off fantasy world, dental floss has the potential to save the day.
Stay tuned … next week I’ll be taking applications to see who wants to join me : )
Today’s post inspired by The Daily Prompt: Study Abroad – “If you were asked to spend a year living in a different location, where would you choose and why?”