Martinique-In the Name Of Greener Grass

The Point Is Loyalty-

Hell is other people and I am on the highway to hell today--but the locals are all in church this Sunday praying for heaven in Francophonic Fort de France.

Travel is a what-have-you-done-for-me-lately kind of affair. At this point, it doesn't matter where I am, as long as it is tropical.

I'm sticking with The Caribbean.What if my current ports of call  can become the best option I could ever hope for? I’ll never know unless I spend the time and energy “watering the grass” as it where. I find this irrigating.

All Thai'd up-
The grass isn't greener on the other side; it's greener where you water it.

The last time I realized that  was while visiting a Buddhist temple in Bangkok- Look closer, the left patch of grass is greener where the water is.