Tourist Season

The streets were crowded as she walked, sun soaked to the point that her skin stung. The local fare was the highlight of her day; barbecued meats and caipirinhas kept her palate satisfied as she wandered from street vendors to bars to cabanas. She had no time for souvenir shopping as she made her way back to the beach. She longed for the sensation of white sand. As she left the sizzling pavement she slipped out of her sandals. Her mind wandered away from her occupational obligations and basked in the freedom of exotic winds. Paradise had finally found her.