Sometimes I have a complex reason for choosing a travel post to write about. Maybe I've read a poem that reminds me of a trip we've taken. Maybe a country is in the news because of politics or natural disaster, and I'm thinking about the people we met there. Some months I've chosen a theme (like places of worship, or museums) and written about four experiences we've had on that theme.
The motivation in choosing today's post was pretty straightforward. I had never even heard of the phrase "polar vortex" until a week or two ago, and now my life is defined by it. When we visited our friends on Lake Simcoe last week, the thermometer read minus thirty two degrees. Earlier this week in Toronto, the wind chill hit minus forty degrees. I wore snow pants on my five minute walk to Pilates class. It is very cold.
All I wanted to do today was remember a time when I was warm. It's that simple. So, ladies and gentleman, welcome to the beach in St. Lucia. Wish I was there now.