Rikki and I and the kids went away for the weekend to a little island just off the shore from where we live. Beqa Island (pronounced Benga - the isle that inspired our dogs name). From the time we stepped off the boat, I felt a wash of relaxation and ease. Like most of the resorts here, the people are warm and welcoming, the food is deliciously tropical, and time seems to slow to a point that there is enough to do everything - including nothing.
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