We have returned! After ten days of enduring wind and sand, stuffing ourselves on fish and tortillas, paddling kayaks and snorkeling with baby sea lions, we are celebrating the comforts of soft sheets and clean jeans.
Last nights, students wrote a reflective response to the prompt, When I think of Baja… Themes that emerged included exceptional sunsets and the novelty of waking up with sand in our ears. Beyond the particularities and peculiarities of our experiences here, though, we all connected in gratitude for our inclusive and gracious guides, the opportunities to improve our Spanish, and the challenges that have inspired growth within our community.
When I think about Baja, I think about the last ten days. I think about breakfasts of papaya and melon, steaming tortillas and hot coffee. I think about laughter around the clock–waking up to the sound of laughter and falling asleep to the same. I think about the silence of students in deep thought and the soft dip, drip-drip-drip drip-drip-drip, of a paddle passing from one side to the other of a polished kayak. I think about the lives being lived underneath the crystal surface of the Sea of Cortez. And I think about warmth–the warmth of the sun and the sand, the warmth of a soft sweatshirt and an afternoon breeze, the warmth of community and being surrounded by those we love.