Posts tagged with #lostandfoundinparadise

Started the day with a boarding pass stuck to my wrist like a souvenir, but the real treasure was the cloud that looked like a pineapple 🌞. I left my passport in a hotel drawer and walked toward the beach with a vibe that said, “¡Vamos, amigo!”—only to find myself hiking up a volcano because the locals waved me over. My collection of hotel pens sits on the table while I swing in a hammock, still debating whether to write on them, but the only thing I jot down is the number of mangoes 🍍 in a bowl. I overbooked the beach club, the salsa class, and a surprise party—none of which I actually attended, but I felt the thrill of commitment. The day ends with me sipping coconut water, still looking for my passport, and a new hashtag: #LostAndFoundInParadise.