So on to the quintessential whale watching tour. And like every other whale watching tour I've been on, I've seen a variety of birds, but no whales. And unlike every other whale watching tour or just plain boat I've been on, I got sea sick. So I spent a good deal of time hanging over the back of the boat, but once I recovered, I found myself, my back leaning on the railing enjoying the ride. Something I would have NEVER done before, out of fear. My bestie was in the cabin with her boy and came out to take photos of me. She said that I looked so happy, content and beautiful, she had to grab my photo. I don't know about beautiful, but happy, oh yes, I was.
I was out on the ocean, on my first vacation by myself, to a place that I've been wanting to go to for at least 10 years and it was just as beautiful as I had imagined. Someone was playing a flute, or it was being piped in, I'm not sure, the wind blowing in my face and for the first time in a gabillion years, I was doing something truly for myself. I don't know what tomorrow will bring, god willing not any moose or flat tires, but I will revel in the fact that it will be all about me and that I am capable of doing this all by myself.
Personally, though, I think I look happiest here
with my friend Mom2Michael of Raising My Boys