No plan, no clock, no train, no plane or traffic. Just the sky, the ocean, a little shade and sand under my feet. These are the days in Central America when you dwell back on your life and ask, what was all the fuss all about? Working to pay the mortgage/rent, going to school, juggling a career, family, retirement, what is it all about in the end. All that you’ve worked for, all that you’ve done, would you have done it any differently to get to just where you are at the moment. Is it worth it in the end? Do you need all the stuff, or do you do you find out that it’s just family, friends, memories and the relationships in life that all really matter. When it really comes down to it, relax, everything is gonna be alright.