cuba pt III

“we shall not cease from exploration,

and the end of all our exploring

will be to arrive where we started

and know the place for the first time”

-t.s. eliot, little gidding

after we’ve traveled the whole world and we’re old with wrinkly, leathery skin we’ll come back to where it all started confused by the unfamiliarity because of how changed we will be by new experiences and saved memories. cuba alone has changed both andrew and me and as we continue to travel, I can’t imagine how different we’ll be, even just a year from now. travel changes people but in the best ways possible.

I had changed my facebook profile picture a few months ago to a photo from cuba captioning it “for thousands of reasons, this was unarguably the best morning of my life.” five minutes later, a friend had texted me asking if it was better than my wedding day. to be quite honest… it was. before getting married, I had known that our wedding day wouldn’t be the best day of our lives for forever (refer to my wedding posts for explanation). I think to say that the day we got married is my most favorite day ever is far more accurate because up until that point of my life, our wedding had been the best day of my life but I knew that more best days were to come.

we had made our way down from topes de collantes and wanted to camp by the ocean. we got there just in time for a sunset swim and after, pitched our tent a few feet a ways so that the waves would be our lullaby. when we woke up to the pink sunrise, we jumped back into the ocean. I remember andrew and I were treading water while facing each other and except for the soothing sound of the waves, our world was peacefully silent. the sun was rising right behind him and he was just staring at me – staring as if there had never been a girl before me and there would never be a girl after. we couldn’t stop smiling at each other and I just felt overwhelmingly loved and cared for in that moment, so much so that my eyes started to heat up with tears. you’re probably wondering how this was remotely better than our wedding day and I suppose it’s based on feelings. the love has intensified by 1million fold since we’ve gotten married so mixed with the emotions and setting, it happened. it’s hard to articulate my feelings but it’s a memory that I still cling to. there were hard parts to this trip but not enough that they could claim it. as I go through my memories and photos, I have saved nothing but the good times.

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my feet were blistered and sore so we found shade and andrew bought me a mango popsicle. snippets of heaven.


the sunset before we pitched our tent

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sunrise swim

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we were famished and exhausted by the end of the day and stopped at a fruit stand before making our way back to the ocean. this man was so kind and had us sample every single one of his fruits, filling us up and replenishing us back to normal. he gave us raw honey comb and I remember looking at andrew who was smiling with honey drooling down his chin. sticky fruit juice stained our hands until we were able to jump into the ocean.

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and there you have some insight to one of the best trips of my entire life.

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