Sometimes it’s the Little Things

Sometimes it’s the little things that we take for granted. Removing yourself from these luxuries puts things in perspective. We had a great spot in El Zonte in El Salvador for 3 weeks. It included a well-appointed kitchen, 2 comfortable rooms, a pool, and was a few minutes’ walk from the point for surfing.

The kids thought it was amazing. After walking to the beach for sunset that first night, we came back covered in black sand, did a quick rinse outside, and then went inside for a shower. That’s when we realized there was no hot water. The kids cried for the first couple showers and we ended up doing more rinses in the middle of the day outside…while I tended to count my surfing as a “shower”.

By the end of the trip, we had all acclimated well, or so I thought. The first warm shower we took after arriving in Costa Rica was amazing. Every single one of us had forgotten the joy of a warm shower. We had to goad Lennox into the shower as always. He is usually a fast shower taker and wants to escape ASAP. This time as I told him he was all clean and ready to get out he said, “Nope Daddy, I am good.” Puzzled, I asked him what he meant. “Daddy, I like this warm shower very much,” and then flashed a grin before closing his eyes and going “AHHHHH, this is the best.” I laughed at his sudden change of opinion on showers. Later that night after getting my first warm shower in nearly a month I had to agree…This really WAS the best.

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