Interestingly enough, I never longed for the Caribbino in the past. I was (still am, mostly) a European girl; longing for France and Italy and Spain. It’s only of late, maybe within the past year or two, when I realized that I wanted to see white sands. Yes. And to look into an ocean with a clear bottom, likely a nice deterrent to my lifelong fear of water. And parrots and flattering swimsuits and on and on. We’ll see–I hope to satisfy this new wish sometime next year, which is next month, which is slightly disconcerting (time? fast.). Again, we’ll see. The work day is ending.