The road to paradise is paved in speed bumps.

The road to paradise is paved in speed bumps.
How we escaped the American Dream and moved to Belize twenty-five years ago.
When life gives you a rainy morning, spend it looking at wet animals.
Our recent beach trips have met with obstacles, but that trend will soon end.
In his absence, Bob’s world was unalterably changed—torn up and rearranged.