Au revoir

I have just learned that a loved one is moving to Central America (Costa Rica, Belize, who knows where). I am told he plans to live in the jungle, and eat mangoes, maize, macaws and monkeys. Apparently, he also plans to cut down a goodly portion of the rain forest to build a dwelling to shelter him from the giant insects and roving bandits.

His mother had a wandering foot, and he is made in her mold, always looking for something, and relocating as his whim dictates. His mother's search ended in her early thirties, so he has already beat the curve.

He says he plans to eschew all modern conveniences and vestiges of civilization, except for occasional trips to town to email and gorge on burgers. He will be accompanied on this quest by a woman who gave up her dog, and hopes her college-age child understands. We wish them our best, and await their next reincarnation.