get up, get out, and get somewhere.

i have a really bad itch i need to scratch. i'm itchin to travel. sometimes i think about people who live in places that we like to go travel to, like hawaii, the carribean, or europe. they have it made. why didn't our parents think about settling in those places? those places where it's always a vacation...if we lived there, then would we always feel like we were on vacation? i remember going to italy in 2000 for world youth day with a church group and janella. i have this vivid memory of the local italians who just sit at the cafes, sip on their warm cappuccinos, lick up their yummy gelato, talk with their homies all day, and walk around. and in hawaii, they have some of the world's most beautiful beaches. look at these zexxy surfer dudes. they probably head to the crystal blue waters and white sand and surf all day.

and here's a pic of hanauma bay, ain't it pretty? i wanna be there. seeing a sea turtle when we went snorkeling there was so dope, i'll never forget that.

my feet miss hawaii too.

dang. i need to get up, get out and get somewhere.