Since Part 1 of this post was written as a narrative, Part 2 will be more of a list. Even though there were some challenges created by the mefloquine (see previous post), Andrew and I did have quite a few adventures and made the most of our two-week-long honeymoon. This was also Andrew’s annual R&R from Liberia, so we knew that doing activities that we both enjoy and that he couldn’t necessarily do in Liberia would be priority. So, here are some highlights!
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The Honeymoon (Part 1)
My heart was beating so fast that I could feel my blood pulsing in my fingertips. Tiny beads of sweat formed on my brow, and I couldn’t catch my breath. When I felt a freezing-hot, tingling sensation from the surface of my skin down to my core, my eyelids flew open and I stared up at the ceiling.
This feeling was big, and it was probably going to overwhelm me. I could tell. I breathed deeply and slowly, trying to calm and brace myself at the same time. “Just slow down,” I thought.
The swiftness transferred from my heart to my head as dozens of thoughts raced through my mind. And while they first flew together as one flock, they quickly became a flutter of swallows: diving, rolling, and chasing seemingly invisible targets — each one focused on its own singular objective.
My thoughts became creations of their own imaginations, it seemed. Every fear, anxiety, or worry I had about anything flooded all of the spaces in my head, but I couldn’t grasp a single one of them.
I was losing control, and I could feel it.
A Foot in Each World 