Wild Thoughts

There are very few memories that are ingrained in your mind and can be played back like a movie scene. This was one of mine. Over spring break in 2014, my mom and I went to Belize to reconnect after my first 6 months away at university. We rented a hefty manual pick-up truck and drove up and down the southern coast of the country taking the days as they came and soaking up the slow pace of the country’s off-peak tourism season. We were driving back to our villa blasting the local radio station with the wind whipping through our hair and spirling around my feet as they hung out the window.