Just what the doctor ordered.

Waiting. Bits of conversation overheard. Travelers plugged into technology. Surrounded by two thousands miles of ocean with swaying coconut palms and fragrant plumeria, these travelers put their electronic blinders on and move from one state to another (physically and metaphorically).

Transported to another space and time. Falling asleep, mouth open, legs splayed unlady-like, I drift into another dimension. Passengers' conversations wend their way into my subconscience. "I wish we could have spent more time here", "what would you have done?", "spent another day at the spa"...

Fresh sunburns and old habits: A prescription for a tropical holiday.